(Caius)
We stopped at the edge of the training ground to let the session settle.
Isla was looking at her hands the way she'd been looking at them all morning. I was about to suggest we go inside when I heard footsteps behind us.
I turned.
Kael was crossing the training ground toward us. Twenty four, one of the stronger wolves in the rotation, broad across the shoulders, the kind of wolf who moved through the world without ever having had reason to second guess himself.
He was looking at Isla.
"Alpha King," he said with a nod toward me before his eyes moved to Isla. "Luna. I saw some of that from the far side." He nodded toward the symbol in the dirt. "That was impressive. I've never seen anything like it."
Isla looked at him. "Thank you," she said.
"How long have you been training,
