Chapter 18

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Elizabeth Summers I hate training more than anything else, even more than I hated doing trigonometry. At least in trigonometry I can hide near the back of the class and pretend not to be there. I can’t really do that when the Alpha walks around the room assessing each of us. There’s nowhere to hide. Training was also the only time until recently that I interacted with other members of the pack outside of those I lived with. It never went well. Nobody wanted to be paired with me, on a good week someone would be away and I would be allowed to practice my moves alone. On a bad week, I had to pair up with one of the other pack members. They hated being paired with me and when they fought me they would make it very clear just how much they hated it. They wouldn’t pull their punches or stop wh

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