He has finally recognised her, but not in the way we want!
AZALEA'S POVTill now, all I've have done is drills and dummy practice. So I'm very inexperienced as to what strategies to fight with in general. Life has taught me recently that, the fitness trainings dad used to teach us was no where sufficient for real life war.But it doesn't take a lot to see a pattern in his attacks, left foot forward, right knee and left fist, right foot forward, left knee and right fist. Pretty basic, but I know that each of his blows are going to be lethal. Taking the advantage of my smaller frame, I narrowly escape them or I would be passed out already.Scary guy eye twitches and aims for a low blow, all his attention on my torso, his target, giving me the perfect entry, I bring my knee up as defense, he stops it, with his other hand. Seeing as he is out of hands, I spin on my heel planted on the ground and deliver an elbow to his face, his hand drops my knee in his momentary disorientation so I twist under him to sweep him off his feet with my leg. He rolls
HENRY'S POV"Alright!, quickest fight I've ever seen!." He yells.Pride fills me in a weird way as everyone turns to see.'Atta girl.' I held down a whisper.I should be worried, very worried that a girl, that looks not a day over eighteen is taking down a guy twice her size and probably a few years above her. I get that she is a Beta's daughter, but what she did takes incredible strength from her core.One that years of brutal assassin-like training would give.Her partner says something that cause a small smile from her and I frown, suddenly wanting to hear their conversation. I have only seen her frowning since I met her, both scenarios not exactly what would warant a smile or laugh. The first being ambushed by a trio of hormonal teenage boys, second when I followed and threatened to kill her if I found out she worked for Black Lotus. Still, something in me was on the verge of snapping at the thought that the guy could get her pretty little kisable lips to smile when nobody had. No
AZALEA'S POVI see Ryder's eyes follow her as she walks to her father's side, with literal hearts in his eyes like a puppy at a treat. I shake my head at how smitten he is. I always find it funny how the mate bond works, how total strangers sometimes gets so lust filled in a matter of minutes of meeting each other.Makes me wonder if it's actually true love. We barely get any divorces or cheating in packs because of how strong the mate bond is.So families stick together, but a part of me wonder if that is by choice. Would either parties chose otherwise if the opportunity presents itself?. While we don't have cases of infidelity often, we do get physical and emotional abuse cases. Imagine dealing with highly hormonal man beasts. Yep! Its as crazy as it sounds.Some of these men are very power hungry and they take it out on their mates.In the entire history of Blue-Ivy pack, only two mated couples had been forced to split on the accounts of physical and emotional abuse or infidelity. A
HENRY'S POVI jerk out of the sleeping bag, sweating in the dark of the night.Fuck!.I scuffle around for a glow stick, pointing it over my wrist watch. It says 1 am and I vividly remember falling asleep 10 minutes past 12. I lay still for a few more long minutes, staring blankly at the roof of the tent.I don't always like to admit it, but I was fucking scared. Scared that I would never defeat my uncle, and that he knows that very well. The fear of what might happen if he manages to win once again. The lives that would be lost, the families that would be torn apart.As time pass It becomes more and more glaring that I will have to one day, soon, fight my own uncle for power. The one who killed my mother and father in cold blood. For years I have been run by the inert rage to find him and rip life out of him. But now I suddenly think of the possibility that maybe I am weak, maybe I will never be able to rip life out of him.I still refuse to believe that the power I think I need to de
HENRY'S POVPressure increase as we continue to the pack the next morning. The lot used to be able to hike at least 6 hours before a break, now every 2 hours, people are fainting from heat stroke and fatigue. We once again had to set up camp for another two days after leaving Rocky Mountains territory.I am angry at the delay but equally irritated by their weakness. What was supposed to take a day now took 2 whole days, with whining.Back when I was in the military, even though I was younger than everyone there, they made no exceptions, made us train under the scorching sun and thundering rain with large tires tied around our waist.The trainings have helped, but they still had a long way to go to match up to Ray's army. They need more intense training. A loud round of groans reach my ears as I call out for another hundred laps after the fifty sit ups."Alpha." Ryder looks at me."They'll be fine, a little laps won't kill anyone." I dismiss him. He's way too soft on these nepo babies.
AZALEA'S POV"Arg!." Reid, my sparring partner, a six foot big guy probably weighing 200 pounds hits the floor with a loud thud. I don’t know what it is, but I've been feeling a lot stronger these days. Maybe its mountain air, maybe it’s the pond waters, its certainly not the awful military powder food, but something is different.I know they say your wolf awakening gives you strength, but I have been pushing her down. I don't know what scares me more, that she could be dangerous to me or to the people around me.Compared to Reid, I'm a child, but somehow, just like all the other people I've spared with, has taken a beating. My biggest advantage is my heightened speed, its almost like I can see their moves before they even do it.Not expecting another attack from Reid as his back is already to the ground, I don't see his paws till they scratch my legs aiming for my side, the impact sending me to my knees instantly. I hear a loud round of gasps from the audience, pain shoots through me
HENRY'S POVAs much as they are being prepared for a brutal war with Black Lotus, we have limited the use of weapons and wolf forms to minimize injuries of people being conveyed. Werewolves heal very fast, but healing takes a lot of strength regardless, it would once again slow our journey down.Imagine my horror when what started out as a normal sparing ends up with someone bleeding. Rage fills me as I see an oversized nepo baby after he has been defeated go after his opponent again with the aim of actual hurt.Maybe I wouldn't be so mad, if said opponent was not already visibly injured and if said injured opponent wasn't Feisty. Of all the people he could have decided to hurt, it was her. As if I was not already aware of her enough. Even if I did nothing, Ryder would have given his ass a real beating. But I stopped him. I had other plans, which included him unconscious.His pathetic ego couldn't live with the fact that she, a tiny teenager next to him was a better fighter even thoug
HENRY'S POVAfter that first night of seeing her bathe, she only ever wears one large hoodie, it wasn't horrible, but while other girls didn't shy away from tossing their shirts when it gets really hot and hike in just bras or loose shirts, she would be in a hoodie.Now I understand its more than being just conscious, she was hiding something under all that fabric. Without warning, I tore the sleeve off the shirt revealing a bandaged arm, that was now bleeding out.I did notice the injuries back then, but I assumed she must have healed the next day like any normal wolf, but I should have expected nothing is normal with this girl.She scoots away, trying to shield herself, pain visible in her face.'How the hell has she been sparing with all these injuries?!' "Why haven't you healed?." I almost shout causing her to shriek, I close my eyes, trying to reign my emotions in. It wasn't exactly what she needed after her episode."I don't heal as fast as others……" She stutters. That explaine