Mia Heather POV
The sun was high that morning, governed by clear skies and adorned with bright clouds.
"The perfect weather for a bit of training," Loren exclaimed, pulling me outside.
He took me to a race track at the center of the pack. It was big and formed a wide circle, with the middle of the track carrying a rugby field.
The race course was carved in sand, contrasting the luscious grass on the rugby field. It was magnificent, nothing I had ever seen in the Bloodmoon pack.
"Here," Loren said with two bikes in hand, snapping my attention towards him.
He handed me one bike and stood the other, turning to me with an awfully suspicious grin.
"So, princess. If you wanna be a part of the Killers MC, you'd have to learn our ways."
"Princess?" I muttered in amusement.
He slapped th
