Brax
He watched Leigh just get up and leave the dining room, with her unit, seems none of them knew any more than his own unit did. There had been no growling the word Mine from either one of them. She just finished her breakfast and then got up the minute her unit was done, walked right passed him without even so much as acknowledging what had just happened.
She didn’t even glance at him, though he was watching her, though thankfully, that would be nothing unusual at this point for his unit to see. He’d been watching her for days now. He saw Miles frowning after her, that man had picked something up from her. Whether he actually knew what it was, Brax was uncertain of.
His eyes moved around the room, the moment she was out of sight of him, to the actual pairing up of many happy wolves
