Muscle Memory

Muscle Memory

POV: Echo

As was my new routine, I was up and ready to go for training. I frowned as I noticed my mate was still sleeping, and I realized I didn’t know how late he was until last night. With a shrug, I let him sleep before slipping on my shoes and heading down for breakfast.

Plopping my tray between Vesta and Tobias, I couldn’t help but tug on the feisty red head’s ponytail as I took my seat.

“Hey! Hands to yourself, Echo!” she screeched, as she snuck a hand behind me and yanked on my braid. We burst into a fit of laughter as Benny rolled his eyes at our antics. I’d grown considerably more comfortable with the now familiar wolves around me over the last week.

Vesta, her mate Benny, as well as Tobias, and his mate, Ragnar, have become my friends during our times together. While Vesta, Benny, and Tobias were friendly and easy-going, they were also hard workers. Ragnar was a complete contrast; hostile and distant, but fiercely loyal and protective of his mate and Luna. He e