Chapter Twenty Seven

CLAIRE's POV

A week had passed since my confrontation with Dominik in the forest. Apart from the fact that my mate had been avoiding me since, training with the pack members was not so bad, even though they still detested me, and I was getting better with every session.

I had dressed up that morning for the day’s training and followed after the blonde haired hunk of a man that I felt like punching into the ground. I did not punch him into the ground though. I just gritted my teeth, rolled my hands into a tight fist and stomped my feet after him like a petulant, angry child.

I also tried my best to ignore Elide who was prancing about in my head, she wanted her an out, she wanted the opportunity to chew his blonde head off his neck.

I had to keep reminding the blood thirsty wolf, that was also supposed to be an omega, to calm down.

He is a friend, Elide, you can not chew his blonde head off.

Why the fuck not? Elide reared her head back to watch me with her wolf eyes and it felt so we