Chapter ~ 4

The second Ayra entered the training arena, she became the center of attraction. All eyes turned in her direction.

They weren't stares of disdain or contempt. But of pure admiration. And lust. She was, no doubt, quite heavily endowed.

She felt powerful and wanted for the first time in Grey Woods.

Since she was little, she had never felt cared for. Even after she left the pack, nobody reached out to her. Not even her mother.

"Ayra!" A voice squealed from her right and the next thing she knew, a pair of arms enveloped her neck. She recognized the voice and smiled widely.

The only person who approached her to be her friend and cried on the day she was leaving the pack - Selene

"Good to see you too, Selene." She laughed nervously, trying to get her arms away because she felt choked.

"Look at you, looking all hot and snatched." She complimented after pulling away.

It was true.

Ayra, who was a thin, tiny girl four years ago, was now the definition of beauty with 'flesh in the right places'.

"What can I say? This place was holding me back." She shrugged. As they walked further in, whistles blew from every corner of the room.

"You're so going to be a major distraction," Selene whispered and they both laughed. She was getting settled in with some admirers who approached her when Devin walked in.

Silence fell upon the room, only the sound of his sturdy steps were heard.

"Ohhhh...Beta Devin..." She heard one of the girls beside her whisper dreamily, cupping her palms and batting her eyelashes stylishly.

"Beta?" Ayra raised a brow, her gaze now falling on Devin.

"Since when did he become someone important?" She tilted her hip and folded her hands, watching his every move.

He stood tall with broad shoulders, his black hair slightly messy as usual. His blue eyes grazed the room, like a predator looking for prey. His gaze eventually landed on Ayra but she looked away in a flash.

She didn't want to be caught staring.

"Good morning and welcome to today's training. We're starting with 40 pushups. Get to work." He ordered and almost everybody groaned.

"Well, here goes nothing." Selene shrugged and joined the others who had already started with the training.

"You're all mouth and no brawl." Devin taunted her when he spotted her just moping around.

"Get your bitchy arse down and do as I say." He commanded but she only scoffed and flipped her hair.

"I answer to no one, not even you, Beta." The 'beta' sounded as though she was mocking him.

"I can do fifty push-ups with my eyes closed."

Devin walked behind her, casually examining others who were failing in their quest to obey him.

"It would be a delight to watch you fail, big mouth."

He watched her do some menial exercises as a warm-up before attempting his order.

She moved up and down swiftly, like an expert. Like someone who had been training for you.

Unlike others who stopped after a few counts, she didn't stop. She continued until she clocked fifty. At first, Devin was watching her movement and agility, not until his eyes darted to her arse. They giggled as she exercised.

Even though her thighs were thick, it didn't affect her agility and swiftness.

After she was done, she knelt on both knees, quite exhausted. Devin's eyes didn't miss the heart shape of her arse, causing his dick to twitch.

He quickly looked away and went to inspect others. When he was satisfied with the results he got, he asked them to stop.

"Now, we'll be sparing with our partners."

Ayra watched as everyone scattered across the arena, each person locating their partner. At the end of the search, Ayra and one other girl were standing alone.

"Oh, Devin..." She grappled his arm, throwing her breasts in his face.

"My partner didn't come today. Will you spar with me?"

Ayra just rolled at eyes and folded her arms.

'It seems just anybody can touch him.' Her jealousy level increased with every advance she threw at him. He eventually agreed and the sparing session began. The girl was literally throwing her body at Devin and he seemed to enjoy it because he smiled at her every minute or two.

Just by watching them, Ayra got sick and wanted to leave. She picked up her bag and headed for the exit.

"And where do you think you're going?" Devin's hard voice echoed from across the arena.

"The hell outta here?" It sounded more like a sarcastic question than a reply. They were standing on opposite ends and so, almost everybody could hear their conversation.

"Don't you dare step an inch close to that door," Ho ordered but typical Ayra, she loved getting on his nerves. A large piece of her was curious to see what he'd do. Nonchalantly, she stepped outside the door and shut it behind her.

Devin ignored the eyes around him and angrily stormed toward the door. How dare she disobey the Beta's order?

Ever since he was young, his goal was to earn the pack's trust as its law enforcer and protector. Over the years, he had worked hard and built himself to lead beside the alpha.

But Ayra just questioned his entire existence and he wasn't going to take it lightly with her. He walked out the door but there was no sign of her. With her faint scent lingering in the air, he traced her to where her scent became stronger - The restroom.

Without knocking, he opened the door.

"Ayra!" He thundered.

Her waistline was perfectly arched as she bent down to wash her face and hands. Devin, feeling a strong pull to grab her, growled. He was trying to resist the powerful pull he felt toward his step-sister.

"What was that stunt you pulled out there? You disrespected me in front of everyone." His words were sharp and cold, piercing her heart like sharp needles.

His voice was always hard whenever he spoke to her but with other ladies, he was as soft as clouds. Why was her case any different? Was it because she was pushing him to the edge?

"Better get used to it, I guess," She shrugged and turned to leave but he wasted no time in trapping her against the wash basin with his hands, visible anger resonating out of him.

"Don't test my patience, Ayra." He snarled at her, his blue eyes buried deep in hers. His strong Beta aura rolled off him in waves, almost subduing her to conform to his will. But the four years she spent away wasn't for nothing. She had trained her body and mind not to listen to anyone, not even an Alpha. But a Lycan? Probably.

She looked at him with daring eyes that screamed 'Do your worst'. Their faces were inches apart, her hardened nipple slightly pressed against his chest. Their closeness made her core throb from an under-satisfied libido.

Her knees weakened, her body aching from lust, but she wasn't ready to allow him see through that. She didn't want him to perceive how much she wanted him.

"This is your final warning. You don't want to see the crazy side of me." He cautioned her but she just busted into a small laughter.

"What are you doing to do, Beta Devin? Report me?" She mocked him. He grabbed her neck, causing her to gasp.

Ayra liked how rough she was, call her crazy or whatever, but she craved more of him.

It took her a crazy amount of self-control to stifle the moan that threatened to escape her lips. She was exceeding her limit and soon, her forbidden desires would be laid bare before him.

But luckily for her, the door knob twisted, provoking Devin to shift back immediately.

"This should never repeat itself, Ayra, never."

He walked away and Selene entered, staring at his back until he completely disappeared from her sight.

"What was that all about?" She asked Ayra who just scoffed.

"Some brother I have," She heaved a sigh of relief. Her arousal would have been evident if Selene hadn't shown up.

"I want to clear my head."

"I know just the thing but your brother might not like it." She stylishly nudged Ayra and linked her arm with hers.

"He's not my brother. I don't consider him as one. Besides, what's the worst that could happen?"