Chapter 48

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Nath's POV

"Where are you going?" I ask Sven when I notice that he's getting ready to leave.

I look at the clock, and I can see that it's still very early, so I'm not even sure why I'm up at this time of a day.

"I forgot to tell you that we have to go to the pack training today, and I also forgot to tell he babysitter that he will have to take the kids.

So, you will stay with the kids for a while, until he will get here, and then you will go to the training grounds. " He tells me.

It's definitely not something he that I wanted to hear, so I groan, but I sit up anyway, because I know that Logan won't be happy if I will skip the training.

"Did you tell Logan that I will be late, or will I get in trouble." I ask him.

"I told him, so if thee guards will ask you about this, then tell them that Logan already knows." He tells me.

"Alright." I say.

It takes him only a few more seconds to finish dressings, and then he gives me a quick kiss, before he goes out of our bedroom.

I groan again, but I stand up, and I get dressed to.

Not much later, the babysitter comes here, so I leave the house, and I go with him to the pack house, to make sure that he will reach it safely.

I leave the kids with him, before I go towards the training ground, but I walk as slowly as I can, because I really didn't mentally prepare myself for the training.

I will have to scold Sven for not telling me about this when I will see him again, but I'm pretty sure that I will manage to forget about it after I will start to train.

Because the training is very exhausting, and it takes a lot of hours.

When I reach the training ground, a few instructors notice me, but they decide to not stop me, so I stand near the edge of the clearing, and I start to train with everyone else.

Sven finds me not much later, and he smiles when he sees me, so I smile back but I make sure to keep training.

Because if the instructors will notice that we stopped, then they will keep an eye on us, and they will make us train harder.

When the training is finally done, we go to the pack house to take the kids from the babysitter, but I frown when we walk past the teenagers' day room.

"What?" Sven asks me.

"Where did this piano get here?" I ask him, and he shrugs.

"Papa brought it here a few months ago." He tells me.

I walk insideof the room, and I sit in front of the piano, before I start to play one of two songs that I know how to play.

"Where did you learn that?" Sven asks me.

"There was a piano in my uncle's pack too, so Jackson taught me one song, and then I learned another one by myself." I tell him.

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