A dirty look has been plastered on Jane’s face for about half an hour.
She marched towards the bench in the corner. Every step she made was harder than intended.
On Fridays and Saturdays, she and Monette stayed in the Dark Wolves Territory. She has a shooting training on Fridays and she interacts with the pack on Saturdays. On Sundays, they would go back to the city.
“How is it going, Love?”
Jane glared at Monette.
“Do I really have to do this?”
The female alpha sat beside her. She was pulled for a hug.
“Yes. I want you to know how to defend yourself when need be. I will be more comfortable knowing that you can fight back.”
She groaned. She pressed herself closer to Monette.
She might smell of gun powder but she cared no more. She was thoroughly disappointed by her performance.
