Braxton
The warrior with her arms folded across her chest stood there staring right at him, for a long hard moment, she was not afraid to tick him off, it appeared. She trained with Leigh; was one of her Elite's, and this he realized was why she was likely to be as good a fighter as Leigh was herself.
“You don’t like Leigh, why not?” she asked him right back.
“I never said I don’t like her.” He countered, and not once had he verbalized that, “What’s your name?” he asked.
“Gladice.” She stated simply, “that’s my little sister, Maddie.” She waved her hand at the other she-wolf that had come here for this meeting, was now sitting in the chair.
Brax looked from one to the other, “Twins?” he asked. They looked similar.
“No, a year apart.” Gladice stated. “Until the beginning of this week,
