Tamara
Earth and I sat on a stack of logs, both of us covered in a light sheen of sweat after an exhausting afternoon of drills. Earth sighed, looking up at the darkening sky.
"There is little to no time left, Tamara. The pack is getting restless. I will explain the details of the trials to you tomorrow."
I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand. "Are you nervous for me?"
She looked at me, a soft expression on her face. "I am worried. But you are tougher than you were two weeks ago."
"Do you ever dream of having a mate, Earth? Someone who really understands you?" I asked curiously.
Earth let out a dry laugh. "I haven't dreamt that far yet. I haven't really seen many good examples of mates in my life, so I don't know what to hope for."
I hesitated, but my curiosity got the bette
