I'm Back, Did You Miss Me?

Fighting

Training was everything and nothing I expected. Julius made sure I had a good understanding of the basics, and while I would love to say I am not a very violent person, it would be a lie. I loved learning to fight, and learning to defend myself made me sleep easier at night.

Showers have gotten easier for me as well, even if I sometimes still find myself panicking. It turns out that Axel is the head trainer at the pack and has taken over my training personally. So here I am sitting in my desk at school bored out of my mind thinking about things that I shouldn't be.

Just like I can't help but think that the testosterone overload that Axel and Julius have going every time I walk into the room is ridiculous.

And hot, don't forget hot.

Stormy, do you have to bump into every thought I have?

If this school has a mind reader, they would be lost and concerned about 90% of the time. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bell rang, and I could finally go home.

I still feel uncomfortable thinking that this is my home now. While I love it here, it all feels bittersweet. What if they found someone else to treat like that? What if that person can't handle it? I know that if I keep going like this, then there's going to be no escaping. I don't know why I am guilty, but I feel unbelievably guilty.

I find myself repeating the steps that I did yesterday, that I have done for the past two months. I wake up, go to school, get a ride home with Lilith, do homework, train, and read. In that order every single day. Julius has been traveling the country getting familiar with the other Alpha's before he takes over as this pack's Alpha.

I feel stupid, but I wait for him to get home every day, just hoping that when I walk through that house's doors that he is there waiting to make me laugh. And every day, I am greeted by the now-familiar scents of the pack and watch as I find myself feeling more foreign.

School has at least helped me keep my mind sharp and still learning new things. I just got done with my math homework, and like clockwork, Axel is at my door. While he is aggravating as all hell, he has kept me slightly sane.

"Get your ass up and change; it's Friday, which means we are sparring today. And you can't complain today because yesterday you had a day off. So meet me in the ring in ten. And do not be late." He was gone just as soon as he appeared, and I can't help but think that he is in a good mood today.

What an ass.

At least he's in a good mood today Stormy.

The fact that you call that a good mood is insulting. Let me beat some sense into him, please?

I didn't even answer as I got ready and rushed to the basement where the indoor gym and movie theatre is. Why the boys were fighting outside that first day in training is beyond me but, at least I have a place that feels like home.

"What's up, she-wolf? Ready to get your ass kicked again?"

"And you're still taunting me? You know I can handle my own now, right?"

"Just because you have been training for a couple of months doesn't mean you can handle your own. You do realize that, right? I could take you down without breaking a sweat."

"Is that a challenge?"

"It's not a challenge if it's not fun."

"Oh, this will be a challenge, and I will be the only one having fun." I couldn't help but growl the last words out.

He seemed to have enough talking at that point and went to tackle me. Even though we were fighting in our human form, we acted like animals. I felt the punches but didn't register them, and every hit I got on him made my body hum. I could tell Stormy wanted out to fight, but this was my battle, and she seemed to know it from the lack of mental battling.

While normally, our sparring sessions were controlled and mainly focused on technique and reading your enemy, this session was different. This session was feral, a release from our troubles. As we landed punch after punch on one another, the fighting seemed to change. It became a game until he pulled a dirty move and knocked me to the ground.

He climbed up on top of me, clearly ready to end this fight and force me to tap out. I wrapped my leg around his waist and focused all of my might on flipping us over. I knew this would catch him by surprise and took that moment to pin his arms down by his head. He stopped fighting and cocked his head to the side, studying me.

"Well, when you said you would be the only one having fun, I didn't know you meant it like this." His statement and smirk threw me off guard and left me vulnerable as he flipped us over, and he now had me pinned down.

"You are a slimy bastard; you know that." I pretended to stay calm, but, inside I was panicking at the fact that I couldn't get him off of me.

"Oh, you love me, and we both know it." He seemed to pause there as if he contemplating something before flipping us over again. "But, I much preferred you on top."

"Of course you did. When will you realize that your flirting doesn't work on me?"

"When you stop flirting back. And also I so won that fight."

I took advantage of how close we were and the fact that I had his ars pinned down. I sunk my weight onto his chest to prevent him from flipping us as easily as he did before and leaned in, whispering into his ear as softly as I could. "If you won this fight, then why have I ended up on top of you twice? I won, and you need to admit it."

"Let's call it a tie she-wolf, or we might end up here all night wrestling for dominance. If you know what I mean."

"You are ridiculous; you know that?"

"Oh, honey, I am just getting started. Also, can you get off of me now or this might just lead to somewhere that your pretty mind isn't ready for."

"Is that a challenge? And you do not know what this pretty mind is capable of." I grabbed his hair and pulled it back as a friendly reminder of what I was fully capable of. His breathing hitched and changed, meaning that I need to go before this actually did turn into something. So with one more good tug on his pretty black hair as a final warning, I got off of him and went back to my room.

I could hear his breathing still erratic from our fight and rushed to my room, still reeling from what just happened. What did happen? We were fighting and then wrestling and then doing whatever that was. What if everything is awkward between us now? Are we going to ignore what just happened?

I wanted to ignore it but, I couldn't get what happened out of my head. And worst of all, I couldn't get him out of my head.

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Hey guys sorry, this is a shorter chapter I wasn't sure if this one should keep going! I am still figuring out where this story is going but, bear with me if it changes!