Michaela's POV
My muscles scream as I come to a stop beside dad.
"Good job" is all the thanks I get as his attention instead moves to the warriors arriving behind me, as if he can memorize each of their faces.
As the last of them arrives, dad doesn't let them recoup, moving behind the podium to shift into his wolf.
"Its now your wolves turns" Alpha remarks as dad comes to stand beside him. At the first rumple of clothing I quickly turn.
I've made that mistake before.
Once they have shifted dad takes off, and by the path he has chosen I know they are going to be a while.
"Want some breakfast?" I ask Alpha, the only one now remaining.
"Why not" he replies with a smile.
Not wanting to hear yet another lecture from my father about the effects of caffeine today I instead chose a fr
