Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
Her challenge had me smirking. I briefly considered teaching her how to evade Derik and fuck at the same time, but one look on the other initiates’ faces and I knew I had to wait to give in to my baser urges.
But she had called me Alpha and she knew how that got to me.
She smirked and I knew she had done it on purpose.
I nodded to the training field.
“Go for a warm-up, run the field five times. Luna, you stay behind,” I ordered.
The others took off and she strode over to me, holding the curve of her stomach.
“Yes, Alpha?” she asked.
“You wanted to join training. If you keep calling me that, there is going to be no training happening this morning,” I said, pulling her in to kiss her.
She chuckled against my lips before pulling back.
“Sorry, Mate. Is that better?”
She damn well knew it wasn’t.
I growled under my breath and she laughed.
“I’m kidding, I’ll stop. I want to train. I can’t always rely on my magic and shadows,” she shrugged and went to turn away but I grabbed her, pulling her back in.
“No, but you can always rely on us,” I promised her.
She kissed me then, holding my face before sighing and stepping back.
“I still want to train, Kai,” she said, then left me, taking off in a casual jog to do a lap around the field by the time the others had done five.
She lined up with them again, and I made the effort to pay attention to what I was working with.
I had been training with the warriors lately, but the initiates needed more work before they could be let loose on the rogues or they’d be killed.
“Rogues aren’t usually a threat. They are untrained, wild, and are much like an animal. But these rogues are different.
They have no scent, they are stronger, they are trained.” My words sunk into their faces, each one turning determined.
Anetta came over then with the wooden cart of swords and bow and arrows from the armory.
I grabbed a sword from the pile.
“Keep them in their wolf form, don’t let them shift. Their weapons are laced with poison that will kill you,” I explained, then started handing out the swords.
I handed a smaller one to my mate, who noticed and raised an eyebrow at me.
She was not getting a bigger one than she could handle. She was still smaller than the others.
‘I’ve been known to handle bigger every once in a while,’ she said in our link, and I almost choked on my next words.
The images she sent through of her taking my cock like a pro almost broke me.
Fuck the initiates and the training.
The words almost slipped out when Anetta cleared her throat.
“We’re going to put you in three groups. Archers. Swordsmen. Hand-to-hand combat,” she took over.
I needed her to because my mate was playing dangerous games with the animal inside me.
“You’re on archery first, Little Luna,” I ordered. She nodded as the rest of the initiates moved off into the groups they were put in.
The field was huge and my warriors were already training on the far end of it. Hank had taken point on that.
I eyed the wolves fighting each other. They were good, strong, moving with precision. But the rogues were good too.
We were losing more and more wolves and the idea of losing any more of them had me determined to make sure they did even better.
Little Luna grabbed my hand and smiled up at me. That smile evaporated the nagging thoughts that this was going to get worse before it got better.
I kissed the back of her hand then nodded to the targets that were set up.
There were seven other initiates on Archery.
I went to the front of them as Anetta paired the swordsmen together. Then the fighters.
“Grab your bow and arrow. Hang your quiver on your back. You have ten shots. Once you’re done, add up your scores and the highest marks from each group will go head to head,” I explained.
They all started putting their weapons where they needed to go.
Except Little Luna who was dropping her pieces on the floor.
“Have you ever held a bow and arrow before?” I asked, going over to her.
She grimaced, “Not much.”
I picked up her quiver and put it on her. Then I put her bow in one hand, a strong wooden one with a tight bow string.
I handed over her arrow.
“I’ll show you how to nock your arrow, then aim and shoot.”
She nodded and I moved behind her. I ran my fingers down her arms, making sure my fingertips brushed her skin as lightly as they did when I caressed her.
She smirked but said nothing.
I moved her hands where they needed to go, placing her arms up so she could hold the arrow properly. Then I caressed her again, moving her body to nock the arrow on the string. I moved her fingers, taking my time before I spread her legs apart.
She sucked in a breath when I did, and I smirked, my lips brushing her ear, “I can play your games too, Little Luna.”
I left her in position, slightly panting from having me all over her.
Her hands shook, and I grinned, then strode off to help the other initiates.
I glanced up every now and then to check her progress.
She was a terrible shot with arrows. She was getting frustrated with her quiver, her lips pursed, her eyes narrowed.
She nocked another arrow, took a deep breath, and shot her arrow. It flew fast but landed on the outer ring of the target.
She cursed under her breath.
I was going to have to give her a lot more training if she had any hope of protecting herself without her magic and shadows.
I kept helping the other initiates aim, stand, and they were good shots. The best batch of initiates we’d had in a while.
A while later I called to switch groups, and my mate looked pissed. She went to her target, added up her points, and handed her sheet over to Anetta who gave them all to me. I tucked them into the back pocket of my leather pants.
Then Little Luna’s group moved to swords.
I followed.
Anetta could train the other groups, I was sticking with my mate. I had agreed to let her train, Derik was going to lose his shit over it and I was going to make sure I gave him no reason to need to.
I picked up a sword and swung it around. It felt like an extension of my arm, completely natural.
I was in my element with swords, archery, and combat.
Which is why I whistled over to my warriors.
They stopped what they were doing and ran over, all sweating and panting from their own training.
They lined up and nodded to the initiates.
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