Dressed in track pants and a T, I walked to the training ground, but as I approached, that scent that drove me crazy hit me in my nostrils. My mate was there. She was at the training ground.
I run, feeling my wolf jump in glee in my head, but I stop abruptly when I see the head warrior talking to the delta. His huge body blocked my view of my mate, and I really wanted to see her.
There, a few steps away from my pack leaders, I see Dominic get up from the ground and extend his hand to someone who gets up, still covered by the head warrior.
Sonny was impatient and screamed in my head, “mate, mate”. I think he scented me because he walks around the Head warrior and stops, with his mouth open, looking at me. I was stunned. Though dirty and bloody, it was the most beautiful figure I had ever
