CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FOUR
SIX MONTHS LATER
“Regan, are we all set for the self defense overnight this weekend?”
“Absolutely, boss!”
I smile and head back down the hallway toward the bedroom wing that Jasper and I now share. We’ve converted my old living suite into a temporary guest space for clients who want to stay for a more immersive experience.
After six months, we have our training business off the ground. Howling Wolf Tactical Trainings has become a huge success, especially now that we take human and pet dog clients as well. People come from all over the country to work with us, training guard dogs, search and rescue canines, and even the occasional service dog for paralympians and other outdoor, active service dog teams.
“How are things going with this overnight?” Jasper asks me, pulling on his workout gear as he steps out of the shower.