A Vulnerable Partnership
The training fields were illuminated by the warm light of the high sun. Members of the pack practiced moves and sparred in coordinated pandemonium. Iris stood on the brink, watching. After learning what she had about Damon and Lyra, she was unable to release the tension that was coiling in her chest. She had to maintain her cover, however, and today was all about fitting in.
On the far edge of the grounds, she saw activity. Weeks later, the young omega she had shielded was facing up against a much bigger foe whose form was awkward and unsteady. The omega struck the ground with a dull thud, and the elder warrior let out a giggle.
The warrior snarled, "Arise." "Or perhaps cleaning the kitchens is more beneficial to you than fighting."
Iris felt a surge of rage in
