Cayden fell into an easy jog beside me, having no such problems, despite having just finished a two-hour training session. “Well, that doesn’t sound fun at all. I’ll pass.” He jogged beside me for a few more seconds before veering into me and herding me off the street and down a small alley that ran between two houses. Night was gradually falling. “What the hell?!” I protested, pushing against him, my feet nearly stumbling over each other.
