Erin's POV

She was furious on the mat and I wasn’t even trying to fight her. I knew she was hurting and was just tired of trying to keep going so if she wanted to put her energy into kicking my ass right now, I was going to let her. It did mean me holding back but since the day I meant Kellina I’d be holding back how I felt or really wanted to do in one way or the other. I had never seen another wolf be as broken as she had been in her life and still come out swinging. It was respect, complete awe of how she kept going, and love that made me feel this way.

I had no mate of my own but had been told a thousand times how those feelings were for everyone else and so now watching her try to overcome losing her mate the way she had with no clue if he was alive or dead I could barely imagine she was here with me now sparring. Thud! I landed again on my back as she used all of her small frames to literally flip me over her shoulder. I tried to keep my smile inside my head so she didn’t know ho