The Rich Orphan

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

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Eliza's POV  

“Again!” Mark laughed as I smashed my head on the muddy floor.

  “I’m trying!” I grunted, heaving myself from the floor for the hundredth time that day.

  “You can do better than that, again!” He repeated, stepping into a defensive position. I copied; waiting for him to make the first move. He stepped sideways and before I could even move he had spun around grabbing my hand; he held me tightly against his body with a pocket knife pressed against my neck.  

  “Come on Eliza; you’ll be dead in a minute!” He whined. I maybe the future alpha’s mate but he did not hesitate to whip my ass in combat. Most people believe that Pack’s fight in wolf form; that is true. But Jed had wanted me to go a different way, I was going to be used as a more of secret weapon, I would be used to kill the more lethal Wolves however Mark was pushing me in every way both in wolf and human form.

  “I’m trying.” I spat, getting up from the meadow’s soft ground.

  “Girls.” He muttered under his breath as he turned around to his original position. That was like a match to dynamite. I launched from my position, a threatening growl ripping from my throat. I pushed him to the floor however Mark was quick to react and quickly recovered by grabbing his knife; he spun around expertly trying to confuse and disorientate me whilst he swung his armed hand trying a lethal blow to the stomach. But after many hours of watching him easily beat me I saw his flaws; he always stepped first with his left leg when he tried his attack and preferred to use his weaker arm as protection for his body.

I kicked his upper leg causing a distraction as I grabbed his left arm spinning around his body causing him arm into a lock with my deadly strength. Mark swung wildly trying to gain control over my attack however I had dominance over this, he thrashed around once more, with panic.

 I grabbed the sharp knife from my pocket and placed it against his throat, this was one of my favourite moves to use.

"Apologise" I demanded.

"You wouldn’t dare" He snarled, threateningly.

I answered by pressing the blade deeper into his neck causing his to gasp in pain and the skin to bleed.

"Try me"

We had both become wolves in human form; both savage and hungry to win. This wasn't training anymore this was an attack.

Mark's silence caused me to become impatient; I pressed the knife even further until he finally saw defeat.

"Sorry" He growled.

"For what?" I pressed.

"For thinking you were weak and that because you are a women that you would be easy to defeat" He sighed, understanding where he had gone wrong.

"Good" I noted, satisfied with his answer I let go; placing the knife back into my back pocket of my skin tight jeans. Mark to in deep gulps of air, I must have nearly cut his neck off him. Oops.

I started to walk back to the house having a feeling of happiness warming into my heart.

This was the start of something new, I had never felt so much control over my emotions. R8ght know I was in a world where I felt happier.

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"It’s time for us to go home" Mark declared.