Know Your Worth

Chapter 7

Hey Hey. Explicit language ahead :-)

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     We stayed in the fitness room for about an hour longer. We continued doing workouts making sure to put my focus on the punching bag. My arms were screaming for a break, but it felt good to put some work into my human body. My wolf was strong, but it didn't mean the human me shouldn't be or meet the same standards as my animal. Just then, I felt my wolf wake up which was always around late morning. 

"Maybe I should go for a run. My wolf needs to be let out for a little bit." I suggested taking a step back from the black bag breathing heavily. He raised an eyebrow.

"And if you find your mate ? He's most likely going to come up to you if he sees you." He took a few punches of his own.

"I'll ignore him." I shrugged making sure I looked like I didn't care. Even though I did care. I wanted to rip his tongue out. 

"Not as a wolf. Remember the form you're in has more control over the other unless you're trying to shift." He stopped and challenged me with his eyes. 

I crossed my arms and grinned. "True, but I believe-"

I didn't get to finish my defense cause I heard the door to the room open. And I smelled Mohan before I could turn my head. Once I laid eyes on him, I saw he was eyeing Ron and I cautiously.

Well speak of the devil...

"Who are you ?" Ron asked, coming to stand beside me in a protective stance. If they were ever to get in a battle, I don't know who would win. Both were well built, about the same height except Ron is about an inch taller, and they both held the same intimidating posture. Now that I think of it, they were almost alike because they had a joking, laid back personality. One reminds me of the other. Hell, they'd get along perfectly if the seas between Mohan and I could ever become still. I put my arm on Ron's shoulder to calm him which caused Mohan to tense. Not that I gave a fuck about his discomfort. 

"Ron this is Mohan, the alpha of the Maska Pack" I turned my head to see Ron's face before I continued, "and my mate."

His face playfully lit up with realization at the man in front of him. He put his hands on his hips and smirked. "So you're the troublemaker making my lil' mama upset."

"You're little mama ?" Mohan asked lifting a perfect brow. Clearly offended by the title. 

"Why are you here?" I butted in. Mohan's eyes moved to mine as he took in my figure. My workout clothes weren't inappropriate for company. I had on a pair of snug black shorts with a bright yellow sports bra. Of course I didn't wear it impress Ron, but because they're comfortable and keep me cool. But clearly Mohan wasn't happy with my attire. Yet he continued to stare.

"Mohan." I said raising my voice. His eyes flew to mine in shock as if I shouldn't have seen him staring.

"Your parents want to speak with you and I in the dining room." He answered in monotone. 

"Why?"

"Your mother came to my residence and asked if we would have breakfast with her and your father."

"Okay ? Tell her I'm busy since you want to play messenger." I turned to return to punching the bag again when he spoke.

"I told her we would." I turned my head slightly so I could see him from the corner of my eye since my back was facing him. 

"Shouldn't you have asked first ?" I was already feeling my anger returning. I also felt slight annoyance because I wouldn't be able to spend time at my hammock today.