Their Omegas Heat

Chapter Five: Urges

Jaxon picked out my training outfit, a pair of black tights, lined down the side with paw prints and a tight fitting stretch pink top Jace had got me that said 'Princess' across the chest.

I had a small nap when I'd crawled into Jaxon's lap during their meeting with Tyler, he and a few of his Pack following behind us as Jaxon opened the glass door of the gym, feeling better and my Wolf had healed alot of my injuries in a surprising amount of time.

I practically skipped with giddiness, Jace held my hand, chuckling at me.

During the day, the gym was a simple dojo for the pups and Omegas of the Pack, transformed for the Delta's and Beta's at night for training sessions.

Jaxon smiled as we were approached by a burly couple with dark hair and matching dark green workout gear that made me a little jealous.

Jace introduced them as Tiffany and Leon, the mated couple who ran the dojo and my trainers.

They welcomed me with warm smiles.

"You ready to get training, little spark?" Leon beamed at me, handing me a set of padded gloves.

I giggled, throwing a teasing glare at Tyler who shrugged at me. "It's a good name." He smiled and flicked my hair, the copper shining red in the lights.

Jax snarl at him possessively, Jace wrapping his arm around my waist and tugged me against him, taking the gloves from Leon and helping me put them on.

I smiled, nuzzling into his chest and spun when he'd done the strap, throwing two weak punches to his stomach.

He blocked both easily, grabbing my waist and pulled me into a kiss with a smile. "Train first, then fight me, Sweetheart." He teased. I giggled, giving Jaxon a kiss as well before I followed Tiffany to a mat for some warm ups.

As she took me through some basic stretches, I couldn't help but glance over at Jace and Jaxon, who were sparring with the Delta's and Beta's.

Their movements were fluid and powerful, their smiles flashing as they exchanged blows.

I felt a flutter in my chest, admiring their skill and strength. My Heat bloomed for the first time today, a small cramp in my side making me wince slightly.

Tiffany chuckled, noticing my distraction. "Focus, Melody! You can't defend yourself if you're too busy watching your mates show off." She slapped my thigh, making me blush and giggle, turning back to the stretches and moving into practising strikes.

I heard Jace's laughter, looking over to see him and Thane in a grapple, Jace holding him down and laughing as Thane struggled against his hold.

The contours of his body, the muscles that rippled across his arms and back. His long hair bound in a small twisted bun at the nape of his neck, sticking to his cheeks with sweat and making their own twisted runes on his skin.

Tiffany tapped me on the side of the head with a gloved hand, laughing.

"Focus, spark! You've missed twice." She scolded in a tease.

I blushed, turning back to focus, but Leon, holding the punching bags, offered encouragement. "Don't worry, Tiff still gets distracted by me training." He smiled, winking at Tiffany as she stuck her tongue at him.

"And just like me, Melody will be judging them because she's better." She teased.

I laughed, knowing she was probably dead wrong, but the words were appreciated.

Tiffany began to teach me various techniques, from stances to strikes, while Leon held the bags for me to practice on. Jace and Jaxon occasionally catching my eye, giving me teasing smiles as they sparred.