Derek’s POV
I had been listening to the ordeal going on in the training ground from my office. Even though the thick walls muffled most of the sounds, my hearing—sharpened by my wolf—could still pick up everything going on in the training ground that was right next to the pack house.
It was meant to be a controlled session to teach Fiona how to always be light on her feet, but the moment I noticed the crowd was cheering louder than usual and letting out piercing cries at intervals, I knew things had gone south.
“Damn it,” I muttered under my breath.
Xira had crossed the line once again despite my conversation with her yesterday and the little reminder earlier on.
I didn’t think Xira would let her desires get in the way, and I can’t even blame myself for that because when I’d first
