RUNE POV I walked past the gate leading into the camp when my gaze caught someone's. It's been over two weeks of training the wolves and I had yet to say a word to a man I have tagged an enemy. What would he have me say to him? “Good morning, Mr. Rune.” It was a student who called.She had a smile on her face and my lips widened, the grimace leaving my countenance. “Good morning, dearest wolf. How are you doing today?” I walked and she was by my side, offering to take my bag but there was me who shook my head. “I can handle it, you have nothing at all to worry about.” In moments, she was out of my side and there was me who led my way past the space with many wolves in it. They offered more greetings while I just walked away, heading to the general office for trainers like myself who had arrived. “Good morning,” I greeted the man from two weeks ago. “I have arrived.” Sarcastically, I mouthed and kept walking. “Where are the others?” Stopping in my tracks, I turned to look at the
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