[Harper's POV]
I showed up to the training grounds, ready to enact the next stage of my plan. I cheerfully warmed up, much to the surprise of the other wolves, who didn't bother to hide their astonishment that I was joining them for today's training session.
After all, it wasn't as though I had shown up for training in the past few days. I suspected they all thought I was a powerless pencil pusher, despite managing to save Atlas.
Kyle hovered around me protectively, in case any werewolves thought of getting a sneak attack in.
"Kyle, you should warm up too," I muttered, pointing to the weapons. "Come on, there's no need to hang around me like this."
After all, the main threat had yet to arrive.
