Aurora's POV
Theo shows up at our white fence every morning of the training day after that, same spot, same time, like it's already decided between us without either of us saying so out loud.
"You're stretching wrong," he says on the second day, crouching beside me on the track while the rest of the pack warms up ahead of us. "You'll pull something."
"I've been stretching my whole life, Theo," I shot back.
"Your whole life." He nudges my foot with his boot until I straighten the angle of it. "Different rules out here."
I let him fix it. I just liked bickering with others. What was the big deal?and some small, greedy part of me likes having someone correct my form instead of looking through me like the rest of the pack does.
"So how did you survive the attack?" I say, once my leg's wh
