“Okay, muts.” I grinned at the line of men and women in front of me. “Are you ready to train?”
I felt a calm sense of nostalgia in the raging storm of confused emotions as I stood in front of the many familiar faces. My eyes landed on my little sister, Ivory, in the line of warriors. I had only spoken to her a handful of times in the past year and she’s only seen the twins twice. She felt abandoned by me when I joined Dylan’s pack even though we both knew in a year and a half she would join us as well since her mate would be confirmed at eighteen. We already knew that Zach’s little brother Leo was her mate, but no one would make formalities until it was confirmed.
I had never been close with my little sister, we didn’t like the same things and we were so far apart in age that i
