After five years of bliss with my mate, tragedy struck. The pain of the loss caused my mate to become a person I no longer recognized. Two years of suffering followed before I finally made the decision to leave. I began a new life in a new pack, and...
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Grunts and pants filled the air around the clearing where the women of the pack were training. Boredom plagued me, but I continued to assist Ella with the training.
I was used to much more advanced fighting. The head warrior handled that, though. The Gamma and Gamma female just trained the average pack members in self-defense. Not everyone was made out to be a warrior, but they needed to be able to protect themselves in case of an attack. The current class was on a level I'd surpassed not long after puberty.
My father had made sure all of his kids began training long before we got our wolves, and by the time we did, we'd already reached an advanced level.
This class had been testing my patience from the beginning. I didn't miss the strange looks cast my way by various ladies. It was apparent that rumors were circulating after the scene Haven had caused at the party, and the discomfort had my teeth on edge.
Trying to shake off the unease, I stepped up next to a pair of women sparring that I'd been standing back watching for the last few minutes. My eyes trailed the taller, thinner woman, who would have a decent amount of power if she knew how to use it correctly.
"You're twisting too slow. Snap your hips around when you throw a punch. It'll put more power behind the swing." My tone was friendly, but the look she shot me was anything but.
Her movements came to a stop, and she turned to face me. Her top lip lifted in a sneer, and I sighed audibly.
"Why are you even out here? You aren't even a part of this pack." Her words were hissed in a low voice, but regardless, with werewolf hearing, the whole clearing came to a stop to watch with interest.
"Watch yourself, Jaclyn. She's here on request of the Alpha and Luna. Get back to work," Ella spoke before tensions could rise any more than they already had.
"When is she going back to her own pack?" the woman, Jaclyn, asked, turning towards Ella. Without hesitation, Ella took a threatening step into the woman's personal space.
