Lawrence broke into a grin as he saw me, “There you are, little mutt.”
I just walked toward him in silence. The fact that I couldn’t see anyone around told me he was planning something again. That was fine; he didn’t know I had Nic. Walking across the training field was eerie. I’d trained here until I bled more times than I could count, and now I would have the fight of my life here, a fight for the fate of my whole pack. I wanted to dismiss Lawrence as a coward that I would crush with ease, but I knew that he’d make up for it somehow as he did with my Melvin.
“You should let me out,” Eros whined. “I can rip his throat out and be done with it!”
“You know it won’t be that easy.”
“Tell whoever is hiding around us to come out. I don’t have time for games,” I called out to Lawrence once
