In Love Through War - Book 3

Part 92

*A.N.: Before you start reading, the next three parts need to be together to flow properly. Also, I really appreciate your responses to my comments challenge! 

So here are the updates for this week all at once:

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A large group sits around a fire, comprised of those closest to Jena and Al'Aeen: Conall and Vi, Alastair and Sandheeya, Hannah and Joel and finally Nazih sit on Jena's right with Emremil, Meiarr, Seisyll and the twins, Rin and Ron, then Umani going the other way from Al'Aeen to his left.

"So Master at Arms, how does it feel to be just one of the students once more?" Al'Aeen asks.

"Refreshing actually. Been a long time since I didn't have to follow everyone going through the proper moves because I was in charge. It's almost relaxing."

"All that shifting is relaxing? Relaxing my ass! We did nothing but shift the whole day, like what the fcuk Vi?"

"You shouldn't be questioning the War-Form Master, Alastair!" Nazih chirps in.

"Technically, I have an Alpha role only during training, if I got this right. So he can question it now all he wants," Vi answers.

"See! You suck, Nazih!" Alastair says with a smirk.

"Grow up, pup!" Nazih replies.

"Technically, you need to grow up yourself if you take his bait. And he can complain about it all he wants. Still won't change how I'm doing things," Vi says.

"Is this your new favorite word, or what? Technically this, technically that, blah, blah, blah!"

"Guess we know who the buffoon of the group is, Alastair," Jena says, leaning he hear on Al'Aeen's shoulder, but he doesn't pull back.

By now he's learned that one's mate can help with recovery even by simply being present.

"Honey, they're ganging up on me! Help?" the Beta wolf asks his mate.

"You got yourself into it, you get yourself out! And you're lucky I like your funny buffoon ass anyway!" Sandheeya answers him, adding a kiss at the end.

"Still, I'd like to know how Conall, the feared Master at Arms, best trainer in southern Calla, feels about his mate being on top..." Umani asks, earning a few timid laughs from the others, while most only smile, but he is quickly cut off.

"Great! Vi knows I like her on top!" Conall answers with a smile, only to receive a shoulder punch in return.

"Don't be an ass, or you ain't getting any of mine for a while!" Vi scolds him.

"Oh, how you've grown, Vi! Not sure you realize you just scolded your mate for language..."

"Of course I realize it!" Vi interrupts Meiarr.

"For the same kind of language that you yourself just used in the same sentence - is what I was trying to tell you."

"Oh, damn!"

"Sounds good coming from you, Vi."

"Yeah, we are proud our shy friend..."

"Has become the War-Form Master..."

"And shows so much confidence in herself..."

"Ever since she met her mate, Master..."

"At Arms, Conall. We could and should just call you..."

"The Masters Mate Pair. Hehehe!"

"And we think our fighting potential will be..."

"Greatly improved by the war-form, as well," Rin and Ron finish one of their alternating replies.

"By the Moons! Can you imagine those two tag-teaming an opponent?" Emre says, squinting his eyes.

"So Al'Aeen, since you're the one who taught Vi how to do this war-form thingy, when do we get to see a duel between you and RoRi in the new form?" Meiarr asks, mischievously.

"Yes!"

"When?" The twins also ask.

"Why would I want to fight them? You so eager to see my ass kicked, Mei?"

"I believe it would help the pack, knowing that even the mighty Al'Aeen with his size and strength, can fall," Seisyll speaks for the first time.

"When did I become the mighty Al'Aeen? I'm just me and you've known me for quite some time, Seis."

"What I mean, Al, is that you intimidate us and we know you. Can you imagine how everyone else feels?"