I Rejected The Alpha

CHAPTER 34

Chapter 34 

A year ago...

SARAH 

"Three more laps everyone!" 

The hunting pack all grumbled and moaned in exhaustion before taking off yet again praying to the goddamn moon goddess herself to put us all out of our misery. I swear, no rouge, enemy, or even god could all tire us more than fucking Blake Martin himself. 

My wolf, disregarding my exhaustion in order to obey her alpha, took off ignoring our screaming muscles whispering keep going, keep going throughout the entire run. Training was always her bread and butter. 

We each counted down our steps and vigorously putting one paw in front of the other while gasping for our breaths knowing full well that the lack of air would push our wolves to our limits. As we all raced further around the entire perimeter of the pack grounds we all kept telling ourselves to keep going  while following our Alpha, who ran with pride and with ease, just in front of us. 

Our paws thundered the ground and shook the earth as our fur thrashed wildly in the air and our hearts were beating out of our chests. No matter how tired I was getting I knew my wolf secretly loved being pushed this far; she loved being surrounded by our fellow brother and sisters as we ran together as one and as we tasted the sweet cold air that seemed to fly right past us. But all too soon for my wolf it would stop, and as the pack finished the run we halted to a stop and threw ourselves on the ground gasping for air trying to cool us down.

I huffed trying to look for my mate who was standing unaffected just as Alpha Blake did. Feeling my stare on him, I saw him trot over to me making my wolf perk up before disregarding our lack of strength to meet him halfway; no matter who exhausted we would be she always wanted to be close to him. 

My wolf barked out happily as our mate came to us, nuzzling our side in affection before, as always, checking for wounds. I rolled my eyes at his inspection; even on a simple run he always assumed the worst. 

A shirt being thrown my way caught my attention as I saw John, the Third, who had shifted first throwing clothes to everyone like he always did afterwards. I grabbed the shirt in my mouth and went behind a tree leaving our mate; after meeting Daniel he had refused me changing in front of other males even though I had always done so before. But nonetheless, something inside me loved the overprotection. 

Quickly changing into the shirt I met with Daniel who had just finished his business behind another tree; if no one could look at me, then no female could lay eyes on what's mine either. 

I walked over to Daniel just barely being able to ignore the jelly-like condition my legs and arms were in until Daniel gave me a bright smile and ran over to me. 

I shook my head, "How the fuck," I gasped out, "Can you run right now?"

Daniel chuckled at me and lifted me in his arms; I'll never begin to understand how he was able to ignore all my sweat, stench, and other flaws after a run like this one, "Beta."

I rolled my eyes but cuddled into his chest further muffling my reply, "Fucking shit head."

Daniel chuckled again, the sound making my heart flutter, "I swear the day you find someone who could match you mouth of a sailor is-"

"The day I meet my fucking blood sister," I interrupted smirking at him.

Daniel rose his eyebrows at me, "How do you know it will even be a girl?"

I shrugged looking away from Daniel, "Because I know."

From my left I could see Blake, shifted and clothed, walking towards us and I motioned to Daniel to put me down; Daniel and I had only met a couple months ago and I still couldn't really get used to Blake's intimidating stature. Even when I was little I was always afraid of him and his family; of course they were highly respected but it still didn't mean that my tail didn't tuck at the mere sight of Blake. Alpha blood was literally oozing out of him, not to mention he never fucking smiled.