~Lucian~
“What is the problem?” I asked, throwing another sword to Marcus.
Sparring while talking about whatever was going on in the pack was the best way to get our points through. Ever since we were just pups, Marcus and I have always sparred our way through things.
Like when we fell for the same girl before we hit adolescence, or when I got mad at him for taking a decision without consulting me first; even though he tried to make it clear that he had to make an emergent decision to save my mother. I remember giving him a deep cut on his left arm; a scar which he still carries with him till this day.
“Alpha Adrik”, he replied and caught the knife mid-air.
Just the bastard who I couldn't wait to tear his throat off.
“What has he done this time?” I asked and brandished my sword at Marcus,……
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