I wake up to the alarm, I groan but I feel fine as usual. It's funny that no matter the pain, after a night in his arms I wake up completely refreshed. I don't know why I get so upset at night as I know the pain will pass by the morning.
I get dressed and head straight down to training.
Axel wasn't in bed, so I keep all my senses about me, waiting for another sneak attack.
I sense something or someone should I say in the shadows of the pack house.
The sun has barely started to show itself. The visibility is low.
I keep walking pretending I don't notice. I am listening intently, keeping an eye on the shape out of the corner of my eye.
In my peripheral vision I see a leg twitch. I smile slightly but keep my head straight still pretending I don't see him.
He runs at me just after I
