The next morning Carson insisted I get in a training session with him before I headed to Serena’s to work on my potion. “Babe, you have made so much progress. We can’t stop now. Plus, the pack will love knowing that you are training to keep them safe.”
“Fine,” I huffed. “But you know it’s completely ridiculous to think I could physically do anything in the event of some werewolf attack. I would only be able to help by using my magic. So really, this training session is keeping me from the only thing that could actually help protect this pack,” I crossed my arms and looked at Carson while he brushed his teeth.
He spit into his sink and looked over at me, “someone is feeling sassy this morning.”
“Yep,” I winked at him. It was probably the s****l frustration, but whatever. We would do his
