Running Wolf

10: dinner

Hi guys. Those two in the multi media is Oliver and Tyler.

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»Elijah«

"What the hell is going on in here?" Elijah's mom yelled over the screaming and chanting happening in the gym room.

He knew Katya had come to visit. He could smell her yet again and hear her boisterous laughter from his office. However, as his mother and he went to see her (because her mother won't take no for an answer) He could hear pack mates saying there's a good fight between a newcomer and Tyler, his third in command, or Gamma. He automatically knew who they were referring to.

When Ian came back with the report on how well Katya could fight, Tyler tested Elijah's patience and his place in the pack, saying that it wouldn't be enough for a human girl. Elijah could tell he had no ill will towards her, but worried about how easily she could get hurt. It didn't irritate him any less.

Kai on the other hand didn't like her a bit. Pursed lips the whole time every since Elijah mentioned she was human. He was smart enough not to say this out loud but Elijah knows he thinks of her as a burden.

Elijah was murderous at the scene in front of him. Tyler slamming Katya to the ground almost made him slammed Tyler to the ground. His mother's hand on her shoulder refrained him. He knew what she was doing. She was watching. Trying to see what his mate could do. Seeing if she could handle herself.

She gets up. Just standing until Tyler charging. She getting low, landing punches to his stomach and Elijah stops himself from cheering for her. Tyler's head is bowed low enough that she takes her knee and pushing his face towards the ground. She quickly scrambles on top of Tyler -which wasn't needed if you ask him- and slammed her knees into his shoulders.

"How was that for a warm up?" She hisses. He can tell she's angry, her back muscles taut (and she has muscles. Nice ones showing under her shirt) and her body heaving and not from this exercise. She gets up, the crowd parts like the Red Sea for her, Oliver and Zara following behind.

"She's the one, honey." My mom speaks up after all this time.

"I know."

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¥Katya¥

"I don't need to get fixed up. What I need is to cook. Please let me cook something." Katya begged, wincing as the disinfectant touching the cut on her shoulders and forehead.

"Fine." Zara says hotly and Katya sighs. "You know I don't like fighting. I know what a warm up is. That was not a warm up." Her voice got considerably lower and Katya sighs again.

"And I apologize for that. But you can't blame me. Just like-" She closed my mouth. She knew better to not bring up Ian. Mostly when she's angry with her. "Imma go cook now. Need to settle my nerves."

Katya's hands were shaking. She doesn't want to admit it but she thinks when he slammed into her jaw, she was more afraid than angry. She was worried this would escalate, worried he'd try to show that he couldn't lose to her- a girl. Just like Duncan.

She gets to the kitchen and immediately began taking out pots and pans.

"Anything I could help with?" She turns as Oliver is standing, whisk in hand. She laughs. "My mom keeps telling me no one will want to marry me if I can't cook. Better learn now, right?"

"Course. Now is a good time as any. I'm thinking... some pasta, steak and homemade fried chicken, yeah? It's only three o'clock. Start chicken now we can..." Katya begins to mumble to herself and Oliver gasp.