Savannah
I couldn’t believe it when I pulled a knife out of the bag Jameson handed me. After promising to keep it on me whenever I leave the cabin, I smothered his face with wet kisses, then I strapped it around my right thigh.
Once I settled down, we relaxed in the living room and talked about pack life until it was time for the training session with Sydney. Sierra also joined us again, and I had another informative training session that left me utterly exhausted.
By the time we headed back inside, I had to lean on Jameson, so he could help me walk. I wasn’t badly injured from sparring or anything. I was simply sore and tired from the training session and working out. Jameson offered to carry me inside, but I wanted to keep pushing myself.
As soon as we got inside
