The Rejected Alpha

Chapter 80

"What?" I asked simply because it felt like the command came out of nowhere.
I shift often now, on my own, so the actual shifting isn't a problem anymore unlike before. It just caught me by surprise.

"I said shift." He repeated looking me straight in the eye. He'd seen my wolf form many times before, but he said he couldn't get enough looks at her. She was so 'absolutely stunning', in his words.
As if that didn't inflate her already large head, he just couldn't keep his eyes off her, well, us, and his wolf was another matter all together.

I could almost feel his excitement from within Damon. Actually, it was my own wolf that I couldn't really feel today, and she was being quite silent.
Hm, who knew that one day she'd actually listen to me and shut up?

He stood up from where we had been sitting and was already removing his shirt and stepping out of his pants.
I turned away just in time before he removed his boxers. Yes I'd seen him naked before but that didn't stop me from getting flushed or nervous each time he so casually stripped himself down. He was, a lot to look at.

I only turned back after I had heard him shift. He was standing on all fours, his large silver wolf staring right at me, waiting.

We usually don't shift when we train in the mornings so I was just a bit thrown off by his request. Nonetheless, I walked a bit further into the forest and found a suitable bush to remove my clothes behind. I could feel him roll his eyes at me, I laughed it off.

After I had neatly folded my clothes and placed them down I started to shift. Removing your clothes before a shift actually tends to be more economical, who knew?

Again, no snarky response. Hmm...

Alright that's enough, you can talk now.
You're gonna have to come out anyway.

Trying.

That was all the response I got before I felt my body lurch into an odd position.
The first crack of bone had me letting out a grunt, and the next. My insides felt all knotted up and for a minute there I thought I was gonna puke.
Hm, maybe it's been a little while since I last shifted so I assume that my muscles became stiff. Very stiff.

By the time I was done shifting, I was slightly out of breath.
I walked out on heavy paws over to where he was standing, still awaiting me.

I was getting a bit used to his wolf's grey blue steely eyes now. I mean, we do shift at night sometimes to go for a quick run, maybe a light hunt, but I never focus on him too much, rather the free feeling I get when I shift and sprint across the fields and forest terrain.

I do notice them though, during our training, sometimes his wolf surfaces a bit when Damon is in human form, making his presence known and allowing me to get used to him. He could probably sense that I still had a little anxiety seeing him like that.

But seeing it fully, on his wolf, still gives me goosebumps sometimes. Not necessarily because I'm sacred, but rather a bit stunned. He was large and scary looking, and yet so beautiful. Almost majestic really. And he knew it.

Admiring me again huh? His voice entered my head.

Blast him. He definitely knew.

My wolf stalked closer to him and right in front of him, sat down on her hind legs before laying flat on the floor, belly down. Looking and feeling very lazy.

Ah, so that's it, you're being lazy.

He cocked his head as he regarded her. He nudged her with his head in her neck to stand up but instead of getting up, she just rolled to the side a bit.