"I come back everyday because I'm not a quitter. Blood Moon needs the best to protect us, and I intend to be the best. I know I don't look like much, now, but I've been training for years before this with my Dad. I have what he calls the 'fat gene'." He laughed once. "I've always been a bigger guy. So was Dad, before he shifted."
I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. "Who's your Dad?"
"Jake Bannerman Alpha."
My eyebrows raised. I knew his last name was familiar. Jake was indeed one of my best. If not Ned, I would have put him as head of the warriors. Ned just happened to be a little better, but I knew they trained together themselves. I was surprised when Ned had beat him all those years ago. Looking at his son now, I could see the resemblance.
"My Gamma says your a fair fighter."
Greg shrug
