GWENLife in the Mystic Pack had finally begun to feel stable.It's been a while since I felt like I belonged. Conan had officially asked me to be his mate, and even though he had not yet marked me, he promised he would do it soon. I believed him. The way he looked at me every day, the way he never hid me anymore, and the way the pack treated me proved that things had changed.I was in the training field that morning with Lucas, Rian, Daisy, and Anaya. Conan had left earlier with some of the warriors for patrol, so Lucas was keeping a close eye on everyone. Daisy and I were sparring, and she was fast, too fast sometimes.“Gwen, you are not even trying,” Daisy said as she jumped back after I swung at her. “You move like you are saving your energy for adance, not a fight.”I straightened up, my hair sticking to my neck with sweat. “I am trying. You are just too quick. Maybe you should slow down a little so I can catch you.”Rian, who had been standing by the edge of the training ground,
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