Tyrese
“Liam?” I asked, turning over my shoulder to see him standing at the door. I raised an eyebrow at him, although I wasn’t surprised by his volunteering. One of the reasons he made a good beta was because he was always eager for more training, and would get on board with just about any plan with enough convincing. What was confusing, however, was his sudden appearance at the arena. I’d only seen him a few hours earlier at the pack house and he made no mention of coming here this afternoon. “What are you doing here? The arena is closed,” I reminded him but he wasn’t phased.
“Came to talk to you, seems I arrived just in time though,” he closed the door behind him then came to join us on the mat in the centre of the room. He nodded to Malia then extended his hand out to her grandmothe
