Dante watches on as the punching bag creaks with it's quick swaying momentum.
Caleb remains steady and poised as he pulls his arm back once again. His fist clenched fully before he once again swings towards the bag. The chain groans under his strength.
The young beta watches as Caleb continues at his task. The anger still clearly present even though it's been over a month now.
Caleb's eyes close as he slams his fist back into the bag. His anger brewing as that haunting "dream" continues to torment him. He's trying to focus on the punching bag but he still feels an empty ache within.
His eyes open slightly as he lets out a heavy breath. His right fist landing harder into the punching bag.
He looks over his shoulder and towards his beta. The urge to go on a run is there but his wolf still remains silent.
He brushes it off quickly as a chirpy voice invades the room.
"Caleb!?"
An involuntarily tremor rises against his skin as he spots the blonde by the door. He bites into his cheek as he hisses a curse below his breath.
He turns his gaze quickly back to his task as his fist comes down against the bag harder.
A low growl comes from the beta as he spots the female moving into the room. Dante hears the metal creaking from Caleb's anger before it grows silent.
There is a slight jerk to Caleb's shoulders as he picks up the click of heels growing closer. His gaze snaps up so swiftly as he glares at Skylar.
She continues forwards, her pink pumps clicking almost annoyingly in the nearly quiet room. Her gaze set upon the young alpha.
Her lips tilt to a bubbly seductive smile when she catches his gaze.
"WHAT!!"
Caleb turns away from her as he grabs his water bottle from the floor. His eyes close momentarily as another tremor runs down his spine. They have been a constant that come every few hours.
Both his father and the pack doctor summed it up as being an affect of his state a month and half ago.
His head tilts forwards before he releases a breath, trying to relax when he can feel the female's gaze upon his skin.
It feels uneasy as it creeps across his skin. The unwelcome feeling quickly irritates him as his eyes dart to find Skylar behind him. His skin itches with discomfort even this close.
He backs up as he's trying to distance himself from her.
Skylar's pale purple eyes lift to meet Caleb. She chews gently on her bottom lip as she moves a bit closer to him. She tries to flutter her lashes innocently as she looks at him.
"You've been a bit distant lately."
His eyes narrow on Skylar as he backs away a few more steps.
"And what of it?"
Skylar's smile drift off into a small frown as she steps closer to him. Her hand sliding against his forearm as she looks at him pleadingly.
"I've missed you. You can't blame me for wanting to see you, Ace."
Sky slowly trails her fingertips against his forearm.
"And with your birthday around the corner, I thought we could...."
Sky's right hand lifts a little trailing from his arm towards his chest. She looks up at him as her fingers smooth against him. She closes the space between them quickly, almost leaning into him.
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Alpha's Perfect Breed
Hombres LoboAt a year old she was just a happy, bouncy baby. By the time she turned two the home was filled with numerous sets of giggles. When she turned 3 there were many words and even a new friend but when she turned 4 everything changed. The once smiling a...
