Darius
Today was one of the training days and for some reason, Ayla was extra hard on everyone.
I could hear the grumbles from the members of my pack but I was the one who asked the Ebony Ridge Pack to train us in the first place and whether we were a fan of their methods or not there was no denying that their methods actually did work.
My pack members had never been this fit in a long time.
Just last week there was a rogue attack on the south borders of the pack but the warriors were readier than ever and the carcass of the rogues, well, all that I have to say is that it really sucks to them.
Absolutely dismembered.
“Thompson move faster!”
Ayla snapped.
Thompson was one of the warriors and from the look on his face he seemed not to like the fact that Ayla raised his voice at him.
