Astrid's POV
I was a warrior with a low chance of winning a daylight fight. Perhaps if I had ever received formal training while in my pack, I'd fare better.
As the coddled niece of the late Alpha, and the treasured mate of the Beta, there were low expectations of me to participate in that regard.
The people of my pack had even forgotten that I was a Moonborn. The Alpha's wife would have thought twice about kicking me out of the pack if she remembered.
A tap on my shoulder brought me out of my thinking. I looked up at Eve's Beautiful, Green Eyes. He held up the dagger, with his head still tilted. He likely thought we were playing a game.
“If only I had half the coordination I did at night." I took the dagger and pushed it into my belt. "But I'm useless when not under the moon.”
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