Zain Pov
I sighed, listening to my mom complain as she stood beside me on the training field. “You wanted steak, we made steak, had it all ready to go for you and you never showed up,” She continued as we watched the Elites training with the witches. She had her finger pointed at me as she talked, her light green eyes shining in frustration as she glared at me. “Kyle! Wrong footing!” She shouted, turning to the side for a moment to glare at one of the elites.
Honestly, it’s either a mom thing or a woman thing, but I have to admit it’s pretty impressive to be giving a lecture and at the same time notice someone else’s footing techniques. “You’re not Gamma anymore Lilian!” Kyle called out, grinning at her as he continued to use the wrong footing.
“Don’t sass me, I might not
