Lola POV Today is the day I am going to get some real warrior training and time to spar with Jason. I am excited, but also nervous. Not really because he will notice I am not a weakling – I know he will keep my secret – but because I have seen them train and sometimes the contact will get quite phy
Lola POV I check the wind and it seems to be blowing in another direction than right at him, so I should be okay for now. I don’t recognize the wolf and I recognize all of our warriors and ranked wolves. The fur on this wolf is a bit sticky here and there, it doesn’t look well groomed, so I am assu
Lola POV “What? What do you mean??”. I contemplate whether or not I should be telling him this, as it will make him and Nadia both too worried to ever leave me alone again. Knowing I am hesitant on relaying what happened, he cups his other hand around my other cheek “tell me Lola, please?”. I sigh
Jason POV I’m sure she thinks nobody will notice in her big baggy clothes – but that body of hers can’t even be hidden in a trash bag no matter how much she tried. Her body is that of a goddess and I would very much like to run my tongue along every inch of it and sinking my teeth into her marking
Jason POV I quickly use this time to text Nadia “sis, if Lola asks you are busy tonight, you are! Don’t ask”. She won’t have to ask because she definitely knows how I feel about Lola and she will know my reasoning for telling her to stay away. “ohhhhhhh, whyyyy is that my little brother? Hoping for
Lola POV I woke up this morning with a splitting headache, yesterday’s memories flooding through my mind the instant I woke up. Because of that, I don’t think I have ever dreaded going to school more than I have now. And that is saying something, considering I am like a walking target in school wit
Lola POV At least I’d go out with dignity rather than having to take the punches just to survive. But then again, I have survived for years and years, I can’t give up in my final year, I’m almost there. But I still want to show that I am not fazed by their beatings, even though it might only enrage
Lola POV Waking up is my least favorite part of the day. No, let me rephrase, my least favorite part period. I am so not a morning person, more of a night owl. Groaning at my alarm plunging its way into my head, greatly enforcing my already throbbing headache from a bad night of sleep, I start plow