First and Second chances
“Aha, a rebel. That’s promising.”
Sam closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before shifting into a new stance. His eyes flicked briefly to me, searching for approval. “You’re doing wonderfully, Sam,” I said, proud. “Any pack would be lucky to have a warrior like you.” His cheeks flushed, but his smile only grew wider. Erik nodded in Sam’s direction. “Look at him go,” he said. “At this rate, I’ll be out of a job in a few years.”