Dane POV
TWO MONTHS LATER
“Dane, there are witches in town,” Dirge announced, completely nonchalant about interrupting his brother in the training area while Dane was trying to pin a Crimsontail male shifter to the floor.
Dane ducked the claws that swiped at him with a hissing sound. “That’s nice.”
“And wizards,” Dirge added. “Hey, you’re leaving yourself exposed!”
“You don’t say.” Dane rolled to one side, with the Crimsontail’s claws striking only air. He got to his feet and circled the shifter.
Why he’d agreed to these joint training sessions in his sit down three months ago with acting Crimsontail Alpha Barrett during the victory/peace/mate celebration, he had no idea.