Chapter 19 Lachlan

• I had finally coaxed Tyr out for a run along with my friends. He was becoming tiresome to live with. A wolf that I did not get along with was not the pairing I had envisioned when I had imagined meeting my wolf. I had imagined a wolf I could connect with. One who would become my support. Instead, I was given a wolf who could not be further from being supportive if he tried. He spent most of his time sulking in the nether regions of my mind blocking me out. Ignoring me, like a petulant teenager might…
• “So, how has Beta training been going?” Cole asked as we strode away from the treeline, walking back down toward the main area of pack. I smiled in his direction. This was my weekend away from my training, and I was not ashamed to say I was smashing it. All the preparation had put me in good stead. Thankfully my wolf had been present as and when needed throughout the training to allow me to do all that was expected of me; and I was more than confident I should pass the training with flying colors when the time came.
• “Good…” I began, but Marcus interrupted me by slapping me gently on the chest, motioning in the direction of the gardens ahead of us, and signalling for us to be quiet. I looked at him curiously, wondering why he would stop me from sharing my news, but as my eyes travelled in the direction my friends appeared to be watching my heart dropped. That was not what I had expected to see...