Isabella’s POV

It seemed that everything had been brought under control with the same abruptness with which it had spiraled.

I winced as I watched Jack—the recruit who had been the first to lose control of his wolf—fall for what seemed like the hundredth time as he completed another lap around the massive field.

Ethan let out a low growl from beside me, and Jack tiredly pushed to his feet with shaking arms and started running again. My ...