A Golden Rejection

Let the Training Begin

Author's Note: I'm sorry sorry sorry times 500 for not updating such a longgggg time. I hope my readers can forgive me, I absolutely forgot about this book, since I didn't think anyone would have liked it. Well, I read the comments, and people want an update, so I guess it's update time :)

She-Rouge POV

Hehe Edward's gonna get it now. Like I taught him, Theo took his stance.

Now, this is no standard fight stance. No way. It looks stupid, but is actually absolutely effective in defense and offense.

People laughed at it. This was expected, since they did that when I fought the same way too.

Come on, Theo, love. Make mummy proud.

Theo POV

This man hurt my Mummy badly. I can't let him get away with that, no sir no way. I take my basic fight stance, not wanting to hurt the loser too badly.

He laughed at mummy's pen. I'll show him. With a crack, I uncapped the pen, and everyone's laughter stilled immediately. The dumb Alpha held in his hand a little dagger; probably because the fool was expecting a fumbling child.

Haha no. The fight began when our eyes met. He went for the easy blood, trying to graze my arm. Ha way ahead of you, idiot. Blocking it with the sword, I sidestepped.

The bastard lunged at me, using full were speed. Ha, sike. I dove, rolling underneath his jump.

Quick as my mum taught me, I turn and stabbed him in the arm, sparing his back. A pack was nothing without an Alpha, and I had to respect that, even for scummy Alphas.

Alpha Edward(were you expecting this?)

Woah. Owwwww. I felt the slice of sword in my shoulder. Eyes widening, I turned and stared, flabbergasted.

How the actual fuck did this seven year old move so damn fast? Aww, damn. Everyone's laughing at me. Wait. Does that mean this seven year old boy gets my position? Nooooo. He can't have it.

The crowd stared on, waiting for my reaction, but I gave them none.

"I'm not taking your pathetic pack's Alpha position." How dare he insult my pack?!

Alpha level anger courses through me, and I dove for the brat.

She-Rouge POV

"Not my son, bastard." I swiftly move myself in front of Theo and smack Edward. Small tingles race up my palm, but my wolf is more enraged than ever.

"Look how your Alpha attacks a child. This is the kind of person you have as a leader? Training is going to be harder than ever." That's all I have to say.

None hath more fury than a woman with her threatened child. And I'm in charge of training. This should be the perfect revenge.

Next morning(still same POV)

"Why are none of the femme wolves present?!" I can't believe this crap. What kind of pack is this, without any femme fighters?

"We don't train females." that stupid Alpha. Edward, I should have let Theo kill you.

"I don't care. They will train, so get their asses here." He looked ready to protest. Aww fuck no, don't mess with me this early in the morning.

"Fine." He snaps at me. My wolf wants me to snap his neck. But sadly no, he's still an alpha.

Twenty excruciating minutes later, all the bimbos, I mean femme wolves, are present. Along with their whorish makeup and unsuitable footwear.

"Do none of you own sneakers?" Damn, at this rate, training will end late into the night. They all shook their heads.

How can someone not own sneakers?! Oh, Luna. Save me from these ignorant fools.

"Fine, take them off. Train barefoot." I know their going to twist their ankles running in them stilettos. But stubborn whores just want to show off. Fine. Their ankles.

"Don't tell us what to do, bitch." Ahh, Brittany the slut of a Luna.

Before I can address her sharply, My pack mates growl loudly.

"Her name is She-Rouge. And she is nothing like you." Zeke and Jake shout insults at the fake blonde.

"Stop. We're here to train, not trade insults." Theo steps in. That's my baby boy.

"Alright. Seven laps around the pack perimeter in wolf form, eight laps in human form. Cheat and you run in human form through the night. This is your warm up. Now move." I order and my pack and I lead the run.

Woah, this pack is slowwwww. I'm not even half speed, and even the dumb alpha is half a mile behind me. When the run was over, I have a little trouble breathing.

"Steroids, much?" such comments were expected, as I let the pack catch their breath. The girls started to whine and give me a headache with their high pitched voices.

"400 pushups, 500 crunches. Move, NOW."

Haha, like I said, the perfect revenge ;)

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So, I haven't updated in much too long. is this worse than before? I'll admit it's pretty rushed sounding. I blame my lack of writing practice. Hehehe, sorry guys. Anyway, I hope to update more this summer, so be on the lookout.

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-Princess <3