Once everyone had finished their laps and removed their weights, we all gathered at the obstacle course. On the way, I pick up my water canister and take a long sip of the cooling water, which tastes bitter for some reason. Did I not wash the canister? Oops. I put the bottle down and join everyone, eager to see what Tyson has set up. He has something under a cloth, but I can’t make out what it is.
“So, how does this work?” Jasper asks coming up beside me.
“A year back Tyson’s father, Gamma James, began implementing obstacle courses to better test and push our reflexes. The results proved beneficial, so it became a regular part of training. Recently James began introducing courses that tested and trained our senses. Tyson and I loved this, so we decided to mix it into regular training,” I explain to him.
He smiles listening intently. “That’s absolutely brilliant. Wish I’d thought of that. No hard feelings if I steal your ideas,” he teases with a wink.
For a few minutes I continue to dodge and catch balls, and I would love to gloat and say I had a perfect score but no. A few managed to hit me and man did they hurt. I quickly examine myself and can see a couple ball size bruises on my torso. I’m sure there are a couple on my legs and one particularly nasty one that hit me right in the head. Fortunately, with fast healing, I’ll be fine in minutes. “Looks like Mei so far is holding the record, Alpha coming in at a respectable second place. Who wants to go next?” Tyson asks. “I will,” Marcus says. My head snaps up and our eyes lock. There’s determination in his eyes and something else. I’m not sure what and I’m not sure if I want to know. Marcus walks over to me, and I hand him the blindfold and nose plug. For a brief moment, our fingers touch and my entire body goes nuts from the contact. My breath hitches, heart rate spikes and my desire and just overall need for him floods my system. I can tell he’s having t
Training today went great until it wasn’t great anymore. I was trying to have fun having Eric beside me for training, but it wasn’t easy. We’ve been talking about him moving to this pack since I’m the Beta here and so I wanted him to see how he feels about our training routine. I could see he was having fun and that made me happy. At first, I was beyond shocked to get fated to a man, even though I’ve always known I was attracted to men and women. I’ve always known I was bisexual, I just never wanted to tell anyone. Stupid of me. I should have known my friends would have had my back. Still, I didn’t know what to make of Eric, but as soon as we were together everything clicked. He’s perfect for me in every way and I’ve never been happier. That being said, it’s hard to bask in happiness when my best friend is in pain. Once again Amelia’s animai has publicly disrespected her. He treats her like crap, and it makes me want to rip his Gods damn head off. Amelia is the sweet
Tyson, Chris, and I look at each other. Each of us looked seriously banged up, but each was more worried about Amelia than our injuries. Fuck the pain, we’ll heal just fine. “She’s not really going to die, is she?” Tyson asks quietly. “How can you even ask that?!” I growl. “It just took five of us to even bring her down, she’s too strong to just die,” I say angrily. Truth is I’m terrified. I’m terrified I’m about to lose my best friend and our pack will lose its Alpha. Fear and despair are creeping through me and latching to my bones and moving into my lungs. It’s like I can’t breathe. “Guys, let’s just go to the hospital and wait to hear what the doctor says, okay?” Chris says calmly, placing his hands on our shoulders. He’s always the calm one. Well, aside from Amelia. We nod and rush straight to the hospital. Once we get to the pack hospital we find Alden leaning against the wall in the waiting room while Elias paces furiously. Nurses try t
We walk through the doors and only now see the state of the packhouse. The packhouse has an open and inviting layout decorated in rich reds and golds, with the staircase against the wall to the right, leading up into a U-shape landing on the second floor that looks down into the first. The main entrance has several seating areas scattered on the left in front of the adjoining doors to the dining hall and then various hallways that lead off to different rooms around the packhouse.Walking in is usually calming, but now it looks like a crime scene. There’s blood everywhere staining the tanned wood floors and carpets. There are broken vases and picture frames scattered all over the floor and a large dent in the wall above the staircase where Amelia threw Chris into it. The staff have been instructed to leave it for now until we get things sorted out.We each go to our respective suites and get cleaned up and dressed. Eric, Evalyn, and Mei are in the Alpha suite with Aunt Fleur and Grandma
As I feel myself waking up – though I don’t remember going to sleep – I’m immediately hit with the smell of disinfectant. Beyond the smell of industrial cleaning products are two familiar scents that always smell like home. Apple and cinnamon, and lilacs. My dad and mum’s scents. The second I shift my body the smells are forgotten and instead all I can think about is how horrible I feel. My head is pounding, and my body feels like I’m being weighed down by rocks. What the hell happened to me? “Amelia! Oh, Amelia! Can you hear me?!” Zara’s worried voice shouts in my head. “Loud and clear,” I tell her as she whimpers. I feel her nuzzling into my mind giving me comfort and affection. “I was so scared. I kept trying to reach you, but you couldn’t hear me. I thought I’d lost you,” she sobs. “Hey, don’t cry you, big softy. I’m okay, I’m right here, I promise. I’m sorry I scared you,” I tell her gently. I h
Once I get the all-clear from Doctor Richard, I get changed into some pyjama pants and a pyjama tank top that mum brought from my room. Then before I can comprehend what’s going on my dad has scooped me up into his arms. I immediately nuzzle into him and breathe in his familiar scent and take in his body heat. Under better circumstances, my animai would be here and his touch and presence would alleviate the aches and fatigue raging against my body, but I’m not that lucky, however, this works fine too, and I know my dad needs this too. I can feel the stress all over him. I know being able to hold and take care of his pup will make him and his wolf feel better. It’s just a natural instinct for us and it comforts me to know my parents will always be there for me no matter what. I really got lucky having them as parents. Dad carries me to the packhouse with mum walking beside us, her eyes always darting to me to make sure I’m okay. As soon as we step into the packhouse m
Yup, I went and did it again. Maybe I need a therapist. Training with Amelia’s pack was actually fun and enlightening. Jasper and I were linking the whole time, throwing ideas back and forth on how we can implement some of their ideas into our own training regime. Seriously, the whole obstacle course and sensory training is a brilliant idea. Mei - who I now know to be Delta Chris’s animai - had Jasper and me floored. I’ve never seen anyone move that fast, I’m still not sure what species she is, and the curiosity is killing me. I was thinking sanguidae, but her eyes would have given her away. Watching Amelia get those balls thrown at her was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Ace and I were on edge the entire time worried she was going to get hurt and each time she wasn’t we beamed with pride for our animai. But the times she got hit it took every ounce of willpower not to run up to her and pull her in my arms and kiss every spot where a ball dare mark her beautiful sk
We were just about to fill Amelia in on everything that happened yesterday when her asshole of an animai storms in with Alpha Jasper behind him. I swear he’s asking to get his ass kicked. Tyson is standing to the left of Amelia’s desk with me and Chris on the right and each of us is instantly defensive. Amelia doesn’t need this shit right now. She nearly fucking died and even though she’s up and smiling I can see she’s not completely back to normal. Her colour is missing its natural glow and is still paler than normal. Even her eyes look tired despite all the sleep she got. Alpha Jasper must notice because he’s scanning Amelia over with his face full of concern. I like him, he’s handsome too. He’s 6’5” with a completely shaved head – which suits him – intense dark brown eyes and a sexy goatee. His warm, ebony skin is bulging with muscles. Not overly muscular, but enough to make you drool. He’s dressed in black jeans, sneakers and a short-sleeve beige button-down shir