Chapter thirty nine

Damon's POV

"One, two, and three!" The sounds of Tristan drilling into the young pups and their sweaty, grumbling form normally would make him smile or put me in an upbeat mood, but right now I just stared blankly at them, watching them go over their drills again when Tristan wasn't satisfied with how they did it before. "Come on, you lazy asses get your butt off the floor and do this! " He yelled.

Somehow I felt that the last part of his sentence wasn't only directed to the pup's training but also to me. Fates know I haven't been my top-notch self lately, for a couple of months actually and if not for Tristan I refuse to wonder what would have happened to my people.

"Yo, yo, put more energy! Come on!" He shouted. "Some of you want to be powerful alphas, betas, and enforcers. The only way to do that is to be strong." Tristan said, as he went over to a large boulder and picked it up effortlessly, his muscles straining with the weight.

The young ones oohed and ahhed at that little displ