Silver

Chapter 21

"Silver?" "Noah's groggy voice comes from behind me. I roll over so that I'm facing him with his arm holding me tight to him. "What can I do?" His worried eyes meet mine and I manage a small smile.
"Thanks you." I whisper.
"What for? I haven't done anything yet." His face becomes puzzled, and I give a soft laugh.
"For everything, but especially for not asking if I was okay, or how I am."
"Well I am the very thoughtful type......." He says giving a thoughtful look, "So what are we going to do now?"
I think over my plan for a moment before laying it down.
"We are going to continue on our mission, and I am you g to train you along the way. And then when we complete it we are going to track down the werewolves that had the nerve to hurt my pack." Silence.
I look at him for a reaction, nothing.
"Silver, you know it most most likely my pack who attacked yours right?" He looks at me, and I nod. "And you do realize that if I attack them I will be rogue and no longer Alpha in line?" Actually that thought hadn't crossed my mind.
"Oh, well I can do it on my own. Its ok." I turn my eyes away from his, and hope this wont break the ground between us.
"No you won't, I'm not letting you attack my pack-" I cut him off and jump to my feet.
"What do you mean you won't LET me?! I'm doing it with or without y-"
"Silver! I'm not letting you attack my pack. Without me. They deserve what's coming, and ill stand by your side."
Oh.
I smile sheepishly and turn my gaze downcast.
"Ok?" His deep voice is much closer now and I look up to see him a foot in front of me.
"Ok. but I'm still training you."
"I'm trained perfectly well, thank you very much." He plants his hands on his hips, and I can't help but smirk.
I twist myself around an shoot my rich foot out as my left on bends into a crouch. My right foot makes contact with Noah's shins and sweeps his feet out from under him. He lands with a loud thud and a whoosh of air, and then I'm on him.
One knee on his chest and the other bent and planted on the ground beside him pinning his arm against his side. One of my hands is holding his other arm to the ground, while one is tapping my chin mockingly. He starts to wiggle around flail his legs, until I out more pressure with my knee, and he stops dead.
"That's what I thought." I smirk down at him and ease up a little on the pressure.
"How do you do that? I'm over twice you weight, an in muscle. Yet you pin me like I'm a fly." His voice is slightly strained I let to of him and step away. He sits up with a groan, and rubs his chest.
"Ouch." He winces slightly.
"Sorry." I mumble guiltily before starting to pack up our food.
"Hey, what for? I got beat by a girl, my prides more hurt than anything. I think your amazing." He says it so matter a factly I laugh.
"Well then, thank you." I send a smile his way, one that he returns with a blinding one of his own.
"Anytime Sugar."