Blair POV
I looked at the training ring with awe. James looked at me with a grin on his face. There were so many pack members, all in teams of two, sparring with each other, although I did note that not many were women and I frowned. Was there a reason for that?
"Why so few women?" I murmured.
"Braedon believes that women should have a choice. Most prefer not to learn" James said with a shrug.
Huh. I felt that was strange. Every woman should know at least some semblance of self-defense, even if it was to keep themselves protected against human males when they went into town.
There was a large, brutish-looking male, walking around and shouting orders at the teams as they went against each other in human form. "That's Malcolm" James said, confirming my suspicions.
"Malcolm" he shou
