Her Rogue

23. Teaching 32

"Angel, I don't wanna know what you are doing but you are late for your hand in hand combat class. Everybody is waiting," My brother burst into my thoughts, mind-linking me, making me freeze. 

Fuck! I totally forgot about that.

"What happened?" Malcolm asks, seeing my shift of mood. 

I get up and grab my clothes from the floor.

"I have this class with all the new guys, remember? We were supposed to be there! Fuck!" I send him his jeans, which he grabs without breaking eye contact. 

His face shapes in recognition.

"I totally forgot it was today," I nod, making him understand that me too. "It's okay, you go first, maybe change some clothes. I'll be there later. Everything will be fine, okay?"

I melt a little when he takes charge to protect me. I give him a quick peck and run to my room to take a fast shower and change into more appropriate clothes.

Not even 5 minutes later I was in front of my 30 something new members and a large group of the pack. 

They were mostly single young adults, making a big group of almost 100 people. Good thing my brother took the rails of the training and was making everybody run laps around the gym.

"Took you long enough," Morgan states, I roll my eyes and punch his arm.

"Shut up."

"I get it, when I first met Lilith, I was all over her. But at least it was in private and in our free time," He chastises, making me glare at him.

"Oh, shut up, you are not helping, okay," My sour mood and embarrassment make him grin. "You are still my baby brother."

"Angel, I have two children, I think I can say that I am much more experienced in this than you," He chuckles as I huff. "For once in your life, I know better than you. How does that feel, dear sister?"

I just give him the stink eye but my treacherous mouth smiles.

"But for real, Angel. You look much happier than before," I give him a playful glare and try to hurt him again, which he was expecting.

"You look much more relaxed. You should have gotten laid a long time ago," He tells me, knowing I would try to tackle him, so he takes an early start and runs.

"Oh, fuck you."

People were finishing their laps and started making a semi-circle around me, protecting my brother from being body-slammed on the floor and made into tonight's dinner.

"Welcome everybody, I am so happy to see y'all. For all the newbies who are or are still deciding to enter the pack in two weeks, it is a tradition that every pack member knows how to fight but most importantly-," A door slams on the gym, making everybody and myself look at the person who just entered.

I smile when I see my mate in a sleeveless grey hoodie and black gym shorts. I sniff the air and I see that he smells like our bed. But I felt something else in the air, I could feel how some people were aroused by the sight of Malcolm. So obviously, my jealousy wipes my smile away.

"Next time, Mister Luna, I would love it if punctuality becomes one of your priorities," I snark back not looking at him, but I open our weak link. 

We could only send vibes to each other. I send him a sort of gratitude feels.

"I am so sorry, Alpha Crest. I got meddled in something, not going to happen again," He winks at me, sending back with a feeling of lust into our link, disturbing my train of thoughts.

Sneaky bastard.

"It won't happen again," I tell him, making people giggle, they liked when I would punish him. Apparently, they liked our dynamic and they somewhat felt in a way a sort of respect to this new untamed Alpha. 

"25 laps, Mister Luna. And not one less," I glare at him.

"No problem, Alpha Crest," He makes a reverence and starts doing his laps. Still sending lust my way which I try to block.

"God, he is so hot," I hear a group of girls on my left, talking about my mate. 

He was disrespectful sometimes, but he never was crude. Malcolm knew where social boundaries were. People liked how he would flirt with me almost every time.

"I know right, he is like so not scared of our Alpha," Another girl would whisper back. "He is like fearless or something."

I mentally roll my eyes but smile nonetheless. It was good that my pack liked him and respected him, but I wasn't particularly fond of people losing respect for me.

"Where was I, oh yes. Our most important feature in the Blood Crest Pack is to know how to protect each other. We are stronger as a group, that is why wolves make packs," I walk to the side and Morgan positions himself in a fighting stance.

"So today, we are learning how to defend ourselves with someone that attacks us with a weapon," Morgan draws a somewhat large pocket knife and attacks me by surprise. I normally tell him when to attack, but now he just free-styled.

My pack and I were surprised by it.

I block his attack by putting my arms in a sort of cross position, then take his arm, dragging it behind him. The swift movement makes him fall to his knees, which I then press his pressure point in his back with my right knee.

"Next time, I tell you when you should attack me, like that you don't get hurt, deal?" I tell him, making people take a breath and laugh too. Morgan was just smirking.

"Look at the face of your mate," He mind-links me and I follow his stare. Malcolm had had to stop running and looked like he was ready to jump in and kill my brother.

Morgan was still the only one who didn't like Malcolm. 

So any time he could, he would make something up to stir up my mate. He was, in his words, "seeing his worthiness with challenges".

I roll my eyes and slightly glare at my younger brother.

"Are you done testing my mate out or you need to torture him more times."

My brother grins and wiggles his eyebrows.

"I will tell you when he finally shows his worthiness," I roll my eyes but smile nonetheless. 

I look back at my poor mate that was trying to get my attention. 

I smirk at him and wink at him.

And to just make his running a little more complicated, I send a strong ave of lust his way.

I hear him curse my name.