Fighting (To Be Yours)

Chapter 3

I tromped back in to the school for the last class of the day, dance. It wasn't like I hated dance, I just hated that I had another teacher to assist me. His eyes looked to mine before he snarled lightly and walked further into the class.

"Nice to see you too." I grumbled before moving to address the class. This class wasn't mixed at all, it was fully human. They needed the skills it took to be light on their feet, shifters were born with that ability.

"Good afternoon class." I said, my voice projecting off the wooden floors and the ceiling. They grumbled their greetings while they were stretching.

"So we're going to pick up where we left off, before the bell rang. Can anybody tell me where that is?"

"The quickstep." A girl supplied while lifting her leg over her shoulder and throwing a furtive glance at Ander. My wolf snarled in my head but I ignored her, he was happy and she was happy. I couldn't ruin that, not like I had ruined everything else.

"That's right Karen, the quickstep. I trust you all did the homework?" Each person supplied a CD with one track of music on it. I nodded while I sorted through it, my fingers stopped moving and I smirked.

"Michael? A lovers' song? Do you have a partner in mind for this song?" He was one of the more shy students, it had shocked and thrilled me that he'd chosen this song.

"It's actually for you, Ros- I mean Miss Greene." I smiled brightly and walked to the radio. I popped the song in and walked to him.

"I assume you've planned a dance as well, then?" His hands landed on my waist and he brought me closer, a shy smirk appeared on his face.

"Yes." Was his answer before the music started, his feet led; they moved mine and all too soon I got wrapped up in the music. The twirls and the quick movements were invigorating, pumping my body up with the adrenaline that was needed to continue the dance. At one point I was airborne, but his feet still moved before he brought me down. I smiled as he twirled and spun us around before finally dipping me down on the last note. We were both breathing heavily as the class clapped and gave praise to Michael for his performance.

"Well done, nicely planned and excellent rhythm. I'd say you just got a passing grade in my class." The class clapped again as Michael blushed bright red and sat on the ground, cradling a bottle of water.

"That was a fun little demonstration of the type of dancing I'd like to see from you. It doesn't have to be as... invigorating as Michael's was, but something along those lines would be wonderful. You've got 45 minutes. I suggest you start now." I ended my last words and picked up my own water bottle and sucked down a few gulps. I heard his angry footsteps come towards me before they stopped right next to my hip, I looked to him to see his face calm but tight.

"Is there something you wanted, other than to scare the living shit out of me?" I asked through the pack link while watching the students.

"What in the bloody hell was that Rosa?"

"Oh, so I'm not wolf anymore?"

"What?"

"Never mind. That was me demonstrating a dance for the class."

"You and I both know that's not what it was. You danced with that bloke to get back at me and my wolf."

"Because everything just has to be about you, doesn't it Ander?"

"What in all the hells are you talking about?"

"That demonstration was purely educational, maybe you and your wolf need to work on your sense of smell."