Winning Her

WH 19

Jumping off the mat, Duke swung his legs out at me. Surprisingly he was fast, for his size. Laughing as I hoped backwards, flipping over myself. My laughing seemed to upset him, as he punched out at my face. Forgetting I was the Monarchs daughter, grinning as my body perched on a balance beam.
    “That all you got?” Launching off the beam, flipping into the air like a acrobat. Landing behind him, letting my foot shoot out hitting his spine. Spinning around, hitting his side pushing him to the wall.

    “This is boring” Huffing, as Ryan wrapped his arm around my throat.
    “Ha…stupid Alpha” Grabbing his arm, flipping him over my back. Dropping my foot on his chest, kicking out his air. Both got up, shaking off my kicks growling.
    “Aww poor babies” Rubbing my eye like I was crying.
    “Get her” Ryan yelled, as the rest of the men, came at me. Josh looking worried, as they charged. Grinning as fists started in every possible way, attacking my body. Blocking while sending a few out myself, kicking a few to push them away. The furry of feet and legs, they hit some of their own in the process. Colliding my fist into ones face, as I back kicked another. My pain of being taken away, slowly becoming numb as I forced myself to fight my fathers men. If there was one thing I was good at, it was fighting. And if I could damage his men, then I would be one happy daughter.

    Roaring as wolf pushed her power, getting a good look at the males. Chuckling as I felt the heat in my body, rise bringing out the inner predator in me. My feet were off the mats more then they were on them, as I kicked out punch and clawed everything I could get my hands on. Someone grabbed my shoulder, and instincts took over as I ripped their arm off breaking it in three places. He’s a wolf, it will heal. Another one kicks me in the side, taking his leg breaking it as well.
    Dropping the broken victims, I focus on the others. Keeping my breathing even, and fluid as they just keep coming. They just don’t get it, this is something I love. I could do this in my fucking sleep, and since their not afraid of me, I’ll just have to show them. Flipping backwards getting them to case me,  rocketing into the air as my foot snaps into three heads. Dropping that leg to the ground, before my other slides across the mats knocking the rest of them down.

    Duke in the back glaring at me, his roar reminds me of a lion as he runs at me. Getting back up I do the same, at the last second my legs jump pushing into his chest. As I fall to the ground, his body flies threw the air hitting into a wall. The room falls silent, as I brush myself off. A little sweat falls down my brow, as I look behind me at the groaning males.
    “Pathetic” Huffing as I walk back over to Josh.
    “Can I go back now?” He nods, unable to say much more. Opening the doors for me, we head back to my room.

Dropping on my bed, I groan. Everything is so duel even in the royal house, it seems to long since I’ve had some fun. Grabbing my pillow, wrapping around it like a scared child. My body is sore and tired, letting it rest seems like an okay thing to do…nothing else to do.

Its been three days, and training is more like child’s play. My father gave me a good yelling at, since I broke half his fighters. He didn’t like me laughing either, so now I’m on some stupid schedule of his. He’s kept me in the house, like some doll. Its chewing at my nerves, as I pace in my room. I’ve already broken four mirror, a desk, two chairs and ripped apart the bed. He’s foolishly replaced all of it, fueling my temper.

    “Miss Edon” Josh knocks as he opens the door.
    “Hi Josh” Laying upside down, with my legs smacking the bed.
    “Your father is requesting to see you” Josh is about as close as I have to a friend, he never bugs me and always gets me what I want to eat.
    “Oh goodie” Rolling backwards, my hair swinging in a pony. Smiling he likes my bluntness, which I find he reminds me of John.

    “Okay Joshy take me to the O mighty one” Rolling my eyes. Chuckling he holds the door open for me. Walking down one hallway then another, he stops at the large wood door, known to me as my fathers office. Sighing Josh smiles, as he opens the door. Behind the black desk my father is writing away, looking up as he hears me walk in.
    “Edon” Motioning for me to walk in deeper. Folding my arms, I take a few more steps to him. Till I notice two men, standing off to the right. Their eyes fill with want and lust, huffing I knew this was coming.