Chapter 4

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**Picture of Caelan**

**Dedicated to kitty3176 for reading and voting**

After the Nightshade pack settled in, Caelan woke me up very early the next morning. Since I didn't have any sweats or a proper training shirt, Caelan let me borrow a pair of his. It was thought full but he was a couple sizes too big for my smaller frame. He was at least six foot three and I was five foot eight. I had to tie the pants and shirt down to my size at least. The shirt alone could cover me entirely.

   How hard can training be?! My words played back in my mind as Caelan threw me to the ground. So far he was the only one to get a couple of punches in. I was regretting those words as pain surged through my body. I also regretted going commando today. Moaning I got to my feet, swaying a bit before getting into a defensive position. I tried to clear my head but my eyes kept wandering over Caelan's sweaty body.

   "You need to block out your thoughts." He blushed while rubbing the back of his neck. I could feel the heat rise to my face from my embarrassment. I was thankful that no one else was around but then again they heard it anyway. I just wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

   "Concentrate." I yelled to myself as I ran towards him. I jumped into the air, ready to punch him. He ducked and hit me in the back with enough force to bounce me across the ground a couple of times. Gathering enough air into my lungs, I picked myself back up. I could feel the sweat trickle down my back. I really could use a shower after this. I looked at Caelan and immediately buried that thought before it even surface. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and focused. I put my enhanced senses to use. I could hear his heartbeat, each movement that he made, each muscle that he strained and each breath that he took. I smelled his sweat and his pine and roses scent. I opened my eyes and he seemed to be a lot clearer and I could see everything sharper. He looked at me with a startled expression.

Immediately I took the opening. Using my speed, I was behind him and kicked his back. He was sent flying forward and did a couple summersaults across the ground. He landed on his feet hard, the dirt showing how far he went. He winced as he stood up and stretched.

   "Uh Aiyana, why is your eyes red and your hair black?"

   I looked down to see my hair black. He was right. I startled myself, losing my concentration and my hair went back to its beautiful white. That was freaky.

   "How's about we call it a day?" I clapped my hands together, hoping that some of the awkwardness disappeared. But it got worse. The hair tie that was holding up my pants snapped and the pants were around my ankles. I shrieked and reverted into my wolf form, ripping his poor shirt. I could feel my cheeks warm. Why was I all of a sudden caring if I was naked or not? The guy practically saw me in my full glory when he came and got me. Was I starting to develop feeling for him? I felt my fur stand on end when that thought came to mind. He chuckled and jogged up to me. He placed a hand on my head, gently stroking my fur.

   "It seems that we need to go to the store and buy you some training clothes. How about you go and change into something more comfortable and we go get some breakfast?" At the mention of breakfast my stomach growled. "I see someone's worked up an appetite." Suddenly his stomach growled in protest.

   At least I'm not the only one. I thought to him before licking the side his face and ran to the cabin. I grabbed some clothes and went into my jointed bathroom to take a shower. I quickly finished in ten minutes. After doing a couple of things, I put on some white undergarments with a white blouse and blue jeans. I slipped into some sandals and redid my hair. I checked myself out in the mirror, I was perfect. I raced out of the cabin and sat down on the porch to wait. Behind me I heard the door open. Hyperextending my neck, I saw Alaster looking down at me.

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