The prisoners were kept in the basement of the security building, not far from our pack-house. It was a twenty-minute walk to get there. If not for Ester, we’d have shifted into our wolves and been there in five minutes.
My wolf had already awakened, and I’d offered Ester a ride, worried she’d get tired, but she declined, saying she needed the exercise for her health, so I let her be.
My mate looked so cute, practically drowning in my hoodie. I walked behind with Freddie, while she was up front with Lucien. I could tell how close they were by the way they joked around. I must’ve looked silly, lovestruck as I was, because Freddie kept shaking his head at me.
A group of pack members was stretching, getting ready to head to the training ground as we passed the pack-house, which looked more
