Kamaria
Summer is standing over me as I am laying on the ground in the center of the pack grounds where we started the day.
“You tried to kill me.” I say to her.
“But are you dead?” She smirks as she looks down at me.
“5 miles under 30 minutes then 10 miles under 50 minutes then another 5 miles under 20 minutes? Who runs that much?”
“Well I wanted to run another 10 miles, but you started crying.”
“I wasn’t crying. That was sweat coming from my eyes! You make the fighters train like that?”
“Oh hell no. They wouldn’t have made it through the 10 miles. Everyone wants to shift and make their wolves do all the work.” She was right. We have enhanced strength and reflexes. We do not have enhanced endurance. The run would be nothing if I shifted, but as a human it was exhausting.
“I hate
