Training

Storm hurriedly shoveled food into her mouth, barely chewing before swallowing. Kim watched her with a mixture of amusement and concern.

"Slow down, Storm," Kim urged, shaking her head. "You're going to choke."

Storm barely acknowledged Liam’s mate, only shaking her head in response. She had training with Avery—her rival for Kaden's affection—and she was already ten minutes late.

Avery was notoriously strict, and Storm knew she would likely face some harsh punishment for her tardiness. The thought of doing push-ups for an hour made her stomach churn, but she had no time to waste. It was not like she had been late before, but Jutul, just after he had dropped her at Liam’s house, had told her to hurry up with every strength she had.

She had wanted to know why, and he had mentioned about Avery’s punishment for late coming. Not that he has ever being a recipient of that harshness, but he knew people who had been. Storm had found it hard to believe, but she had still hurried up with ever