Blake's POV:The training yard felt too big today.I sat on the wooden bench near the side fence, elbows on my knees, hands hanging between them. My breathing was still heavy from drills, but that was not what made my chest tight.It was Alex.He stood across the field, speaking with another trainee, but it did not look like him. His posture was straight, his face calm, but there was a wall around him. Invisible. Cold. Hard.Liam dropped down beside me, wiping sweat from his neck with his shirt."Bro," Liam said, breathing hard, "you look like someone stole your wolf."I forced a small laugh. "Does it show that much?""Yeah," Liam replied. "You have been staring at Alex for ten minutes."I looked away immediately. "I am not staring.""You are," Liam said simply. "And he is acting weird."I stayed silent.Liam leaned back on his palms. "Did you two fight?""No," I answered. "We did not fight.""Then?""I do not know," I said quietly. "He came back different. Cold. Like he does not want
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