CHAPTER 6
AURORA“How was your night last night?” I asked Charolette the next afternoon at practice during our infamous five-mile run. I jogged alongside her through the woods, leaping over fallen branches and stepping on withering orange leaves in my human form.
I definitely wasn’t prying about what had happened with Marcel. Pack lunas never wanted to get involved in pack drama. And not knowing about them definitely wasn’t eating me up on the inside. Note the sarcasm.
A fog sat heavily in the woods just above the trees as other warriors sprinted through the narrow paths far in front of us. The chilling morning air vaguely reminded me of Hound Territory, making me uneasy. Or maybe I was uneasy because Ares still hadn’t broken yet.
I’d be getting sweet revenge on him today though. He had
