Chapter 117
The moment Raif caught Echo and began mating her, I knew where in trouble. That same light, the same warm give the *ame rapturous explosion of pleasure bladed through our bolt like it hard when I had mated with Kennedy
After that, there was no controlling Raif He lost all restraint, griling engrossed in the excitement of the hunt and bliss of the mating. Echo had finally collapsed back at the overhang, before I could get Raif under control again.
Dammit, Raif
Quirin. 1.
I know he didn’t mean to lose control anymore than I did, and yet, neither of us has any restraint when it comes to feeling the utter joy that being inside our mate brings us.
We watch as Echo shifts back to her human form. I take control of Raif’s wolf body and walk over, sniffing her. I growl as I smell blood.
“This is why I said no more mating. Now that you and Echo have completed your bond, there is no reason to mate until we know we can control ourselves,‘ I tell him.
I know he doesn’t like what I’m saying, but he doesn’t like smelling the blood on Kennedy and Echo either, especially knowing that it was caused by us.
I pull the shift and collect our clothes, getting Kennedy dressed and pulling on my shorts before lifting her and carrying her back to the packhouse.
When I step out of the forest line, the pack members who are congregated outside stop to look at me.
“Alpha, is everything okay?” Kier asks, jogging up. He stops when he smells the blood on Kennedy.
“She’s fine. Tired after Echo and Raif ran all evening.”
“Right,” he says, dragging out the word and giving me a look before stepping out of my way. The rest of the pack stares as I
them. When I get to the back of the packhouse I turn to the pack members who are silently watching me.
“You all must have heard Raif and Echo running through the pack lands. We’re newly mated, our wolves completed their bond. She’s not dead so you can stop staring at me as if I murdered your Luna,” I growl, making all of them jump.
I spin on my heel and stride inside. The pack members in here quickly skirting out of my way.
‘Over react much?‘ Raif asks.
‘We made her bleed. Again. It’s no wonder they think we killed her.’
When I get her back to our room, I carefully strip her down and start a bath. She’s dirty and I want to wash off the blood before I put her to bed. I strip off my shorts once the water is warm and carefully sit in the tub with her in my lap. I get the soap and begin bathing her.
I’ve struggled so much with control, that I haven’t taken the time to look over my mate’s body. She’s lean, as all wolves are, especially Alpha wolves who run a lot, but she’s not as muscular as most warriors are. I rather like that her body is softer than others I’ve seen or been with. Her body fits mine perfectly, softening my hard, rough edges.
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Raif begins purring as he looks down at our mate. “Echo gave me a good run
You were running all out in the beginning, weren’t you?‘ I ask him.
Yes, our little mate is fast,’ he says proudly
But you’re faster, I say.
I’m not sure I am faster. I just think I have more stamina than she does,’ he says, and I realize he’s right, If he were faster. he’d have at least caught up to her before she’d run full out for an hour. Of course, after he plowed into her like a fucking jackhammer when he caught her the first time, she’d been running injured. She’d gotten slower each time he caught her. allowing him to catch her more quickly until she’d finally collapsed, exhausted.
I’m frustrated all over again at my lack of restraint. I’m not the kind of man or Alpha who loses control. I always keep a tight rein on my emotions, but with Kennedy I don’t seem to have any at all.
I get her out of the bath and dry her off before putting one of my shirts over her head and laying her in bed. I’d prefer to leave her naked but since I obviously have no self–control when it comes to my mate, I’d rather no risk temptation.
When I have her snuggled in bed, I go clean up the bathroom, quickly taking my own shower before crawling into bed and wrapping myself around my mate. I may not be willing to have sex with her, but I’m not willing to sleep without her. Last night when I’d finally fallen asleep, it had been the best sleep I ever remembering having in my life. And tonight is no different.
In the morning, I wake up without an alarm as I always do. I look at the clock and see that it’s my usual 4:45am wake up. Just in time to get dressed and head down to warrior training.
“Wake up, Little Pup. Time for training,” I say to her, kissing the side of her head and leaping out of bed to get dressed and brush my teeth.
“What?” she murmurs, rubbing her eyes and looking around as if confused about how she got here.
“Echo passed out at the overhang,” I say, grabbing my shoes and sitting on the edge of the bed to put them on. “I brought you back and bathed you before putting you to bed. You missed sparring yesterday, but you can’t miss every day. I’ve got to go. I’ll see you down there.”
“Quirin…” she begins. I lean down and kiss her before she can argue.
“No arguments. I have to go. Don’t fall back to sleep. Training begins in fifteen minutes,” I say, then head out.
I jog down the stairs and head out back seeing most of my warriors already here and starting to warm up.
At five, I start the warmup. She arrives late, staying in the back but at least she’s here. It will be good for the pack to see her strength and that she’s not dead. Raif rolls his eyes at that snarky thought.
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Since I’m not sure how sore she might be, I decide to put her up against one of my warriors rather than Kier. Kier’s an excellent fighter and he has a lot of restraint, but I want to wait and see just how good Kennedy is before I put him up against
her.
All of my warriors have real–life fighting experience, unlike Kennedy, so I choose one of my younger warriors with less fighting experience to partner with her when I divide everyone to groups.
“Kier, can you monitor the warriors. I’ve never
seen
Kesar. I want to get an idea of how much training she’s had.”
“She’s the daughter of an Alpha. Do you think that’s a fair
ring for Cameron? He’s not from a ranked family.”
“He’s had real fighting experience. She hasn’t. If she’s better than he is, I’ll switch them out,” I tell him.
“Kennedy,” I call out to her and wave her over. “Kennedy, this is Cameron. Cameron, if you haven’t met your Luna, this is Luna Kennedy,” I say, introducing them.
“Hello,” Kennedy says, and Cameron nods. I can tell he’s nervous about sparring with her. What surprises me is that I can feel Kennedy’s nervousness too.
“Let’s start slow. Kennedy you take defense, Cameron, offense. Ready? Go.”
As soon as I call it, Cameron aggressively goes after Kennedy. She lightly blocks him and then falls backward, Cameron raises an arm to land a hit but I grab his arm, keeping him from touching Kennedy.
“Kennedy, Cameron’s a good fighter. You don’t need to worry about hurting him,” I say, holding out my hand and helping her up. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t get too injured. Just focus on the fight,” I tell her.
“Ready?” I say, waiting until Kennedy to get back in her defensive stance. “Go.”
Once again, Cameron comes at her hard. This time she ducks away from his punch, but rather than getting a hit on him where he’s wide open, she spins away. I start to get a bad feeling as I watch her and when Cameron goes at her hard again, nearly punching her in the gut, I grab his arm again, staring at Kennedy.
“Please tell me that your father, the Alpha of his pack, trained his daughter how to fight,” I growl, my voice low. I’m working really hard to maintain control of my anger. How the fuck does an Alpha who grew up in a time of war not train his pups to fight?
“I hate fighting. I always have. After pup training, he let me spend my mornings in the pack hospital with my mother,” she says defensively. I can’t tell if she’s defending her father or pleading with me to understand why she can’t fight.
I close my eyes, working hard to get my anger under control. When I open my eyes, I see her watching me.
“That’s it for today, Little Pup. Go back inside,” I say, my barely controlled anger making my words harsh.
I’m not sure if it’s my tone, or if she can feel my anger, but she looks like I slapped her. If I wasn’t so angry, I’d try to talk to her about it. But instead, I watch her press her lips together tightly and turn, walking away.
“Find a new partner,” I growl at Cameron. I stand there, watching where Kennedy went back into the packhouse.
“She doesn’t know how to fight?” Kier asks quietly, coming to stand beside me.
“Apparently not.”
“Shit, Alpha.”
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Yeah, this is definitely a pile of steaming hot shit. In a pack full fighters, I have an Alpha mate who doesn’t even know how to defend herself.
