Brielle's POV
The training grounds were already buzzing with activity when I arrived. Warriors were sparring in pairs, muscles flexing, growls of exertion filling the air.
I rolled my shoulders, shaking off the lingering emotions from my argument with Jake. I was here to train. To prove myself.
To be something other than just his mate.
Jade was stretching near the edge of the field, her sharp eyes catching mine immediately.
“You look like you want to hit something,” she observed, smirking.
I exhaled. “Something. Someone.”
Her grin widened. “Let me guess,starts with an J, ends with an E?”
I shot her a glare, but she only laughed.
“Say no more,” she said, standing up. “Come on. Let’s channel that rage into something productive.”
We ran through drills first. Jade was relentless, pus
