Our love withered at the sight of another in his arms, could there be any coming back from this? His eyes on her, her lips pressed against his as his arms snaked around her. Rage, well that is an understatement! My primal raging for her blood to coa...
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"Come on Claire are you ever going to get up? You do know we need to get to training...let's go!" Tiffany demanded.
"Tiff, can you not see I am sleeping? I was up all night; I had a weird feeling and it kept me up...could it be because my eighteenth birthday is just around the corner?" I asked.
I pulled the blanket up over my head hoping for at least another hour of sleep. As my body relaxed once again, I felt sleep pulling me down. I sighed in relief that Tiff didn't say anything and then there it was.
"If you don't get out of bed, I will drag you out of it!" She growled.
I could feel myself getting irritated, but I knew she was right I needed to get up because my father would have already been out on the field with the warriors. I threw my black quilt off of me as I sat up in bed knowing today would be even harder than normal. My father was a stickler especially if you were late for training. He would make us do two additional rotations around our pack boarder along with an additional two hours of full contact training. I sighed knowing I would come home aching badly at the end of it, regardless this is the reason I am so strong.
In case I didn't mention it, I am the daughter of an Alpha. He is the Alpha of the Whispering Moon pack, and I am Claire...Clair Lee Laxton. I am an Alpha female and I may be tough but at least I am fair with everyone as long as they show me proper respect. Yes, I know that sounds like I am a cruel person who is totally opposite of truth. I am a very caring and sensitive person and I adore those within our pack. What can I say werewolves are the best species out there, no I don't know what species are out there but if we are real why can't other ones be? Well, I guess I better drag myself out of this bed before Tiff has a stroke worrying about my father snapping at all of us.
I swung my feet off the bed and onto the cold wood floor. That's a wake-up call for sure. I stretched and knew I needed to be quick, so I quickly ran into the bathroom and took a shower and slid a black tank top and a pair of shorts on. It's warm out and I do not want to cook while I am training with the pack. Yes, our whole pack trains, well except for our elders and children that can't walk as of yet. Even most of the young pups will come and watch the training as you can hear them grunt and make little squeal noises as they watch the training. It is the cutest thing I have ever seen. Typically, there is a small group of them typically around ten of them at a time. There are certain she-wolves who watch over the children while their parents train. I know it seems ridiculous for everyone to train but we will not be a weak pack, not like some of them.
