Third POV
“Nevaeh!” Rheya yelled as she pounded on the Nevaeh’s door. Nine years has passed since the battle and while there have been minor threats here and there, the pack thrived. There was now over 1,500 members in the pack, with over half being warriors.
“Mom! What time is training today?” James yelled from behind Rheya. James was now a 13-year-old (almost 14) boy, and even though nobody was sure if he would carry wolf traits, he trained everyday like he was. He looked more and more like his dad every day but had Rheya’s spitfire personality.
“Same time it is everyday honey.” Rheya replied with a smile as she walked by and ruffled his hair. “Make sure your sister isn’t late, just because it’s her birthday doesn’t mean she gets a free pass!” Rheya added as she walked up the stairs
