Bo's Training Time

Bo

Zale joined me, and all I could focus on was the scent of Amanda all over him. In normal circumstances, such a thing would just make me want him more. But right now, saddled with the majority of the pack watching my every move? I wanted to throw him into a furnace or two.

"How's it going?" he questioned, eyeing my recruits.

"It's... going," I replied with a sigh. Our warriors weren't slouches, they were strong and fast and worth more than a normal pack member five to one. But the problem was, they still weren't enough to fight what we needed to. "Is this really going to work?"

Zale stared at his open palm, squinting hard at it. "It has to," he replied instead. "I'm not the type of ruler to use my people like meat shields. They will get stronger and we will take out the demons. By that time I should have control of my powers and be able to share them with my mates. Until then, this is our only course of action."

I stared at the rows of warriors. Sweat dripped from their bodies.