Chapter 61: Training Ground Politics
(Aspen's POV)
Ethan practically dragged me toward the waiting vehicle, his obvious excitement impossible to ignore. His grin stretched wide, his youthful energy infectious even to anyone with a carefully constructed façade like mine.
“Hurry up, Aspen!” he exclaimed, bouncing slightly on his heels as I reached his side. “You’ll love this place. It’s amazing!”
I followed without resistance, the delicate Omega mask firmly in place. My steps were small, my posture meek but not clumsy.
Through the pack bond, I felt his genuine happiness burst through like sunlight. He was eager—even proud—to show me off, share this moment with his sister. A small part of me, buried deep beneath years of calculated strategies, warmed at his naivety.
“What ki
