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#Chapter 49: Running with the Wolf — Part II

Nina

I caught up with the team in the middle of the athletic field. They were stretching for their run. I tried not to look at Enzo as he stretched, because watching his muscular form only made me want him more. Regardless of what Tiffany said about her college love, I still felt hesitant about Enzo with everything that had happened since I met him. Besides, I had to focus on school and work. Now was not the time to be worrying about boys!

The team looked up when I joined them on the athletic field as they stretched. Feeling a bit nervous, I started to stretch, too; most of them seemed P excited that a girl was joining them on their run today — including Justin — but apparently my presence bothered one player. His name was Bryan. “You’re running with us?” he asked,

standing up from his stretch.

“I suppose so,” I replied with a

sheepish nod.

Bryan frowned and folded his arms

across his chest.

“You’re not gonna slow us down, are

you? Everyone knows girls can’t run as

fast as guys.”

Before I had the chance to respond,

Justin stepped in at the same time and

defended me.

don’t say that about her!” Justin said, balling his fists up

and glared down at him. Bryan wasn’t a small guy in the slightest,

team

“Just for that, you can drop and give

“Fifty?” Bryan whined.

make it a

the attitude,”

down on the ground

he continued, “let’s go. Bryan, catch

himself, as the team started running. I bit

our way toward the line of trees that sat at the end of the field. There was a small trail that

campus for students to hike on — and while I was a bit nervous that there could be another shifter out in the woods, Enzo didn’t seem terribly worried about

with an impressive amount of stamina, leading the group, just like how he ran that day on the treadmill. Back then, I had been confused

I hadn’t run like this since high school PE class, I eventually found myself running

hold us back,” Enzo said, slowing down just a little bit to match my pace so he could run beside

never really been sporty at all. My parents made me play on the junior tennis team for one semester in middle school, but I hated sports so much that they

always thought you were naturally pretty athletic,” Justin suddenly chimed in,

I looked over at him and saw him shoot a competitive glance at Enzo, who merely clenched his jaw and kept

as I was sandwiched between two guys who

of the other

called from behind

Nina against…

a slight frown on his

Nina,” Enzo said with

don’t-” I replied, but was suddenly cut off by

said. “Sort of like old times. Just you and

of angle here, but as the rest of the team started chanting

conceded, throwing