Chapter 23

On Chapter 10 I had written "Over 5000 reads? Youre kidding right?"

I cant even function the amount of reads this book has gotten now.

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-Six Months Later-

'Ready to lose?' Kaitlyn taunted, twirling her tall stick in her hands.

She was standing on the balls of her feet, moving side to side to prepare.

'Ready to kiss my ass when I win? ' I teased back, throwing my long wooden training stick in the air so it spun, before catching it.

I prepared my battle stance.

'I think the situation will be more like me pushing this huge stick up your ass' Kaitlyn retorted.

I opened my mouth to sass back, but was interupted by a shirtless Luke.

'Alright girls, dont go into sex talk' Luke smirked.

Both of us turned and glared at him murderously.

'Sorry..' He chewed on his lip ring in embarrasment, pushing his hands through his already perfect quiff.

Christan walked in the training room looking frantic, clicking his fingers loudly to get our attention like a woman proving a point.

'Before you start, please dont break the table again. Dad refuses to pay for them anymore, so 100 bucks came out of my pocket' Christan gestured to the "brand new table", an exact replica of the old one Kaitlyn and I had broken last week.

We may have shifted during our fight, clawed the table, and thrown the huge wooden pieces at each other with a large amount of force.

Wooden furniture have been our dodgeballs for the past few weeks.

'You know you love us, no matter what' I teased, my eyes still fiercely on Kaitlyn.

'Yeah actually. When you two fight one on one, its really freaking hot' Christan commented.

'Well at least we know you arent gay. When are you getting a girlfriend man? Youre 18!' Luke exclaimed.

'Yeah Christan! Or at least get some booty call. Live your non-minor life!' Kaitlyn stopped her stance, looking over at Christan.

I could feel my jealousy and anger levels rising at the thought of Christan with "Booty Call".

I leaped up, kicking Kaitlyn's stick out of her hands and let it fly above her.

'Hey!' She glared at me, catching the stick as it fell.

'Rule Number 1 was always pay attention, or have you forgotten' I smirked, taking a few steps back.

'Oh girl it is ON' Kaitlyn battle cried, twisting her stick behind her back before launching at me.

I blocked her strong forced blow from touching my skin with my stick, pushing forward as hard as I could so she stumbled back.

'I never said you could start!' Luke said from the sidelines, as Kaitlyn charged at me again.

'Oops' I said, dodging my way out of Kaitlyn's path.

I sweeped my stick across the floor, making her trip and smash her face to the floor.

'Hey Christan! There's this new badass werewolf-only club downtown. You could definitely meet some girls there' Kaitlyn panted slightly, pushing up from the floor.

'Really hot girls that will be all over you' Luke added.

'What happened to in-the-midst-of-war?' I slammed my stick down so hard to the floor that the thick wood snapped in half.

I swear, both these sticks would be up a girls ass in a split second if they even touched him.

'Its alright to sneak off a bit isnt it? Nothing has really happened in like, 5 months' Kaitlyn countered, before attempting to hit me again.

I brought both my sticks together in a cross to block and shove her off again, before attacking with both of them at a pace I didnt know possible.

'He doesnt need it!' I happened to wack Kaitlyn across the shoulder, as she wasnt fast enough at the rate I was going.

'BECAUSE some people dont want infinite STD's from those sluts!' Kaitlyn was in a sweat now, trying to block my rage.

I jumped up and flipped around, slamming both my sticks down on Kaitlyn's.

'Yeah guys, I'm not looking for anyone' Christan yelled out, his voice shaking slightly.

'Christan! Dude! Why not? You cant tell me you dont want yourself a Jennifer Lopez? Every guy does!' Kaitlyn said, dodging to the side.

And there's the imagination kickstart.

'Kaitlyn, I really dont. Im extremely happy where I am' Christan said.

"Jay you know you're my only, please dont kill your best friend because of her lack of knowledge" Christan's voice said cautiously through link.

I could barely hear him with the blood boiling and pounding in my head.

"I dare you to say that with Jennifer Lopez thrusting her perfect hips at you" I growled back through link.

'Its not like you have a girlfriend or anything, right?' Luke said obliviously.

At that point, I couldnt care less that we had been trying to hide us from everyone. Christan and I had even been apart for a full week while I was in heat because we havent.. done the deed yet.

And we did, with great difficulty of locking myself in the bathroom not the bedroom, because we couldnt bring up suspicion.

But right now, all I wanted was for Kaitlyn and Luke to shut the hell up. Jealousy was filling me up fast.

'Youre awfully wrong Lucas. To be perfectly honest, his girlfriend wouldnt be happy with a hot girl throwing herself on him!' I shoved Kaitlyn off with huge force as she ran at me.

She flew for a bit, before meeting the harsh reality of gravity and broken wood.

Immediately hands grabbed me and pulled me close to his chest, every bit of anger in me emptying out again.

Him. He can always do it. Just his touch can calm me down.

Kaitlyn popped up her head from the broken table, her eyes widened at the sight of Christan holding me.

'Babe! You okay?' Luke rushed to Kaitlyn, putting the back of his hand to her head as if she was sick.

Her gaze switched to Luke, giving him a 'Wtf' look.

'Lucas, why would I have a fever after falling onto a table?' Kaitlyn rolled her eyes, taking his hand to pull her up.

'Dont know.. You're probably fine anyway arent you?' Luke looked down at his shoes in embarrasment, his cheeks turning pink.

'Its cute how much you care about me' Kaitlyn pulled his face to hers, kissing him lightly.

Christan coughed over-exaggeratedly, adding in a 'PDA' as he did.

'Says the two cuddling in broad daylight! What? How long? Why?' Kaitlyn gasped.

Christan and I jumped apart, my feet shuffling below me for the next few seconds of silence.

'It was hard not too! Is it our fault our parents wanted to get married? Is it our fault we're mates?' I blabbered nervously.

'She did reject me at first but you know.. Life went on' Christan added.

'And now there's just... this thing. That my mum and Theodore really cant find out about. Please' I pleaded, waiting for a reply from them.

Kaitlyn and Luke just stared.

Then slowly, Luke grinned.

'She rejected you, you're step-siblings, your parents dont want you together, yet you still got the girl? Mad game!' Luke bro-hugged Christan.

'Ugh. Men. Sorry about the pressure beforehand Christan, guess youve already got a girl' Kaitlyn smiled, walking up to me.

'Sorry about the whole chucking you on a table thing' Kaitlyn shrugged at my apology.

'Its not like I havent broken a table with your body, its algood'

'And I asked you two NOT to break the table!'Christan exclaimed, trying to piece the table back together with his hands.

The wooden slabs had been splinted beyond what could be repaired.

I held my hands up in innocence.

'Blame my Dad for the Alpha genes of easy anger, and the manufacturer of the table for making an unstable table' I pointed out.

Christan looked away from his precious table, and glared at me.

'I swear to God Jess-'

'Bye!' I yelped, running out of the training room.

'Jess!' Christan yelled behind me.

I could hear him starting to chase after me by the time I was in the corridor and sprinting outside towards the house.

'Jess I am not paying for the replacement of this table!' Christan was closer to me, his voice holding a slight joking tone.

'Neither am I Christan!' I smirked as I ran through the small valley, towards the hill where the house was on top.

'You broke it!' I turned back briefly and he was only a few meters behind me.

Crap.

'If you can catch me, I'll buy a new one' I poked my tongue at him as I ran, reaching the hill.

I think we both knew he would catch me, because he is faster than me physically and I dont do uphill, but neither of us expected it would be the long way of halfway up the hill.

He tackled me to the soft grass, pushing my back down to the ground and pinning my limbs down.

'Got you' He whispered, leaning his head down to kiss me.

His soft lips captured mine, the sun gazing upon us as I lost myself once again with his kisses. I had once thought that maybe after 6 months he wouldnt effect me that much, but everytime he kisses me.. its like we're kissing for the first time all over again.

Cheesy? Yes.

'Im thinking of pushing my hair up, thoughts?' He hovered above me, the sun shining over him like a halo.

'You know, maybe shave the sides or not, but something like this' He said, taking his hand and holding his hair up.

I took the opportunity of his loss of hold on me to roll him off me, before I swung my leg over his side and held him down.

I took his hand away from his hair, and used my own hand to push his hair back down across his forehead.

'Please, please dont ever put it up. Ever. You have no idea how much I love your fringe' I begged.

I wont lie, it does look amazing as a quiff but there's just something about the way his hair falls over his forehead. And the way he shuffles his hand in it to push it out of his eyes, like he was doing now.

'Besides, I wouldnt be able to do this' I said, running my hands through his hair, messing it up completely.

'Because it would be too full of gel and there wouldnt be as much' I said.

The quiff is pretty sexy, but the fringe is sexier.

'Anything more you want to opinionate? Like the things you're thinking about?' Christan smirked.

'Hm.. let me think' I put my fingers to my chin to my best Mr.Thinker position dramatically.

'There is the fact that when I'm kissing you, with my eyes closed and all-' I leaned down to him, our lips so close they were brushing.

'I may mistake kissing you as kissing Luke again' Our lips connected, a smile still brisk on my lips.

One.

Two.

Three.

'Wait' Christan pulled back, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

'Kissing Luke again? How do you know how Luke-' He stopped his sentence, seeing my sheepish grin.

'I dont tell you everything' I smirked, jumping off him.

'You've kissed Luke?? Where did you kiss him? Why did you kiss Luke? Did you kiss him or did he kiss you? Did he kiss back? Did YOU kiss back? WHEN did you kiss Luke!?!' Christan sat up, looking frantic and awfully confused.

'Oh would you look at the time, we have to pick up Valerie! You dont want her playing alone with Ryder again after the other kids are gone do you Christan?' I looked at my imaginary watch on my wrist, hiding my smirk as I started to walk up the hill.

He frowned at me for a moment, before throwing his hands in the air with frustration.

'Fine! But you're telling me all about this kiss with Luke as soon as we get my daughter away from that troublemaker of a boy' Christan grumbled, cursing the poor child under his breath.

He hates Ryder more than anything.

It has recently been like Alpha Lorence is moving closer to us day by day, leaving a trail of death and refugees behind him. Though the small amount of before-hand deaths in the pack, we have gained fighters for the war ahead. But for the 40 something wolfs that have joined us, small cabin-like houses have been built for them to live in for now, before we can find place for them elsewhere after the war.

Ryder and his mother were two of the many who have joined our pack within the past 6 months. His mother, Karen Montgomery has been a huge help with all the new children in the pack, as well as the original ones, taking care of them while their parents are training.

Valerie has been with her and her 6 year old son Ryder whenever we have to train, which is around 3 hours everyday. Valerie absolutely adores it there, and Christan and I both know its because of Ryder.

They are with each other the whole time she's there, and whenever you see them together, its like they've forgotten about everyone else around them. He sometimes shifts into his small datk brown wolf and plays with her as gently as I've ever seen a young male wolf be. He is a bit of a trouble-maker, who can be cheeky, prank others for a laugh, and do things he isnt supposed to be doing, but he is the most caring young boy I've met.

Christan hates him because he can see the way Ryder looks at Valerie. Even though even Christan knows deep down that they are probably mates, he'd rather hate the boy and pretend like Valerie isnt already growing up.

Their encounters are amusing.

We both reached Mrs. Montgomery's small house, about 10 minutes late.

Christan knocked on the door, looking annoyed at Ryder when Mrs. Montgomery had opened it, as he was behind her holding hands with Valerie.

'Time to go Valerie' He said, glaring straight at Ryder.

Ryder didnt look the slightest bit scared of Christan, but the way he bit his lip made me sure Christan made him nervous.

You could tell Ryder would grow up to be attractive, with his short cut dark hair, dark hazel eyes and already a slight refined jawline in the midst of his small chubbyness.

'Thankyou so much again Mrs. Montgomery. Valerie always has a lovely time, don't you sweetheart?' I smiled.

'The best time' Valerie smiled, looking up at an inch taller Ryder.

'Its a pleasure to have her, Ryder and myself enjoy her company. Val even helped me with cleaning up today'

Valerie stood up straight and grinned, proud of herself.

'Im glad to hear that. Thankyou again Mrs. Montgomery' I held out my hand to Valerie for her to take.

She said a quick 'Bye Ryder' and kissed him on the cheek, before darting off and holding my hand, hiding behind my leg.

Ryder's pale cheeks were now bright red, along with Valerie's.

"Nope. Nope. Leaving now" Christan linked, shocked and not wanting to accept it.

I held in my laugh, because I thought they were awfully cute.

'I- uh.. Bye Valerie!' Ryder yelled from the window as we walked away from the house.

Valerie turned back and waved, grinning.

'Oh come here you little rascal' Christan swooped Valerie up into his arms, making her squeal excitedly.

'Do you like Ryder, Val?' He asked her, not looking annoyed or angry when she nodded.

'Okay.. I will give you my blessing if he doesnt try and be friends with me, if he swears not to hurt you, swears to protect you and doesnt fool around with you until youre 16. And as long as you promise you'll always love Daddy. AND this is only because I am 87% convinced he is your mate. Deal?' Christan held out his other hand, looking so sincere it made me giggle.

Fool around? Does he honestly think Valerie will understand that?

'I'll always love you Daddy, don't worry. And deal.' Valerie hugged him instead of shaking his hand.

He smiled, hugging her back tightly.

'Do you really think I could get a mate? That I would be a lucky human?' She looked up at both of us.

'Does he make you happy Valerie? Like no other person can?' I asked her.

She thought for a moment.

'He makes me feel like I'm a princess, and that I'm on top of a really huge mountain with him, and no one else is there' Valerie said.

Her sentences made me proud for two reasons.

1: She felt something real for Ryder

2: Her speaking skills are becoming so on point. She gets the occasional verb mixed up, but her speaking and writing has improved by a ton.

'Then I think the percentage has raised from 87, to a very strong 92, because I'm pretty sure Ryder feels the same way' I said, making her grin with happiness.

'But you wait till you're 16, understood?' Christan added in.

'Understood' Valerie replied, still happy as we approached the house.

None of us expected to see a dead body lying in front of us at the door.

None of us expected it to be slashed and coated in a pool of blood, not after months of no attacks from the enemy.

But most of all, the three of us didnt expect the words "Get Ready" to be carved on the door, with the same writing that had once said "She is mine" on a tree in the forest.

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