Jordan POV
I presented myself at the pack house, right after school had let out, as I’d been instructed to do by Stella. My muscles were aching by this point and I’d had to take a quick shower because I’d been covered in sweat. Stella hadn’t taken it easy on me, running me haggard as she gave me chore after chore to do until I was almost dizzy with lack of food and sustenance. Apparently, according to her, I only needed two meals a day and I was almost in tears as I walked over to the pack house, not sure my body was going to be able to take this much abuse on a daily basis.
Sarah opened the door, a knowing grin on her face. She looked me up and down, pursing her lips. I stiffened. What I had on was perfectly respectable, at least as far as I was concerned. I had no doubts in the back o
