Chapter Twenty Four (1)

HE watched amusedly as his

little mate scrunched her nose at the stench of sweat that lingered in the gym

room. This particular one had a sparring mat, which they both stood on. One

more timidly than the other.

"It's not that bad." Lucas smiled softly

at her, pulling her closer to the centre of the large mat and ignoring the

stares of the other pack members.

"I feel like the smell has gotten worse Lu

Lu. It wasn't this bad last time." She complained. Ava absolutely dreaded

fighting. She was good at it, a born natural surprisingly, but still hated it.

"It's just 'cause you haven't been here for a

while." He said and started to stretch, making Ava do the same thing. She

hummed in agreement.

Ryan had told them last night that the rogues were

suspected to be in a warehouse. It wasn't in use as the company went bankrupt

years ago and it was exactly two hours away from the cabin they had kept Ava

in. That was good enough reason to believe that is where they were. Lucas

planned for himself a