Ryder POV
I step outside Elena's cabin, and the morning air hits my face like a slap. The pack has set up a rough camp in the clearing, bikes parked in a defensive circle with tents scattered between them.
Knox looks up from where he's sharpening a knife. "She awake?"
"Yeah." I walk over and drop down beside the fire they've built. "Elena says we're staying for training. Could be weeks."
"Weeks?" Mara stops cleaning her gun. "Ryder, we can't leave the territory undefended that long."
"I know." I rub my face, feeling the exhaustion in my bones. "But Jolie needs this. You saw what happened yesterday. She almost died."
"Better her almost dying here than actually dying back home when she loses control during a fight." Doc pours coffee into a tin cup and hands it to me. "Elena knows what
