bChapter /bb134 /bAmalie

    “Love, wake up,” Cal mummers in my car.

    “Sleep,” I growl as I am sessful in turning over in the bed to avoid my mate.

    “Love, we need to keep training,” Cal tells me as he kisses my neck.

    “I want sleep, more,” I reply as I bury my face into Mark’s chest.

    “We can practice hand to hand,” Cal offers me.

    “No running?” I ask as I peak over at Cal.

    “Some running, but more hand to handbat training,” he counters.

    “You won’t ignore me,” I say as I roll over to look at my mate.

    “Never again,” Cal tells me as he captures my lips.

    I sit up, keeping our lips locked, and throw my arms around his neck.

    “If you two are going to make out, please invite me, or go do it somewhere else,” Mark grumbles as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

    I break the kiss and turn to look at my other mate. I lean over and kiss Mark.

    “Youing with?” I ask Mark as bI /bbreak our kiss.

    “No, I need to head over to the pack house at 8:00 and deal with the eldersb,/bb” /bMark says. “Cal is handling your training while I handle the pack.”

    b“/bI think I got the better deal,” Cal smirks as he leaves my room.

    “He did,” Mark agrees as he gives me one more kiss. “But when you get strong enough to kick his bass/bb, /bI will have the better deal.”

    “So much faith in me,” I smile at him.

    “I do,” he tells me as he steals another kiss.

    ‘bLove/bb, /bget ready,b‘ /bCal says through the mind link.

    ‘What if I am getting ready?! I sass back as bI /bstay sitting on bthe /bbbed/bb, /blooking at bMark/b.

    bYou/bb, /bmy darling, are ying with fire,b” /bMark whispers.

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    “Heat on a cold morning is always a wee,” I whisper back to Mark.

    ‘If you are not dressed in the next minute, you will be practicing in yourck of pajamasb,/bb‘ /bbCal /btells ollime. /li/ol

    I look down and realize that I do not have Mark’s t–shirt on anymore. I look around and bspot /bthe shirtying on the floor. I have a brief thought of wondering how it got there.

    “Tick tock,‘ Cal smirks at me through the link.

    I scramble off the bed. I riffle through my drawers to find clothes. I scurry to the my bathroom and get dressed. I am pulling on my shirt when Cales into the bathroom. I turn to face him.

    “See, dressed,” I say proudly.

    “Damn, I was hoping you weren’t ready,i” /iCal smirks at me.

    I feel the childish urge to stick out my tongue at him. bAs /bif sensing my thoughtsb, /bCal’s smirk turns into a smile. He wraps his arms around my waist and tugs me to him. Cal then captures my lips with his own.

    “Better use of your mouth,” Cal murmurs when we break apart.

    “I thought you were training?” Mark calls out teasingly from my bed.

    “Come on, we got work to do,” Cal says before he is stealing another kiss. He then leads the way out

    of the house.

    I smile to myself as I follow him.

    ‘Is it stealing if you are willing to give?‘ Beren asks as she lets out a yawn.

    ‘No,‘ Zviad says.

    ‘I would say no,‘ I reply.

    I stretch a little before following Cal down the sidewalk. We take off in a steady jog.

    ‘We should run sometime,‘ Aziz says as he fights his own yawn.

    ‘Grumpy butts going to let us run?‘ Beren challenges as she perks up at the thought of running.

    ‘Beren needs the practice for fighting in her form,‘ Mark sighs to us.

    ‘We’ll be at the old gym,‘ Cal says as he turns left and leads me to the gym.

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    “Why the old gym?b” /bI ask aloud as I jog beside Cal.

    “It got destroyed in a rogue attack a few years back. A contractor came in and said it would bcost /bmore money to fix than to build a new one. Now, at night it’s usually a hangout for teens band /bbyoung /badults. During the morning and day time, it’s used for wolf vs wolf fights without being seen bby /bbthe /bfull pack. They are usually challenges that they don’t want the leadership of our pack to witnessb,/bb” /b

    Cal exins.

    “So, were going to where they hold parties and fight club?” I ask with a raised eyebrow as we

    approach the gym.

    The paint is peeling, and windows are broken, it looks like a dump. I’m surprised that Mathew bdidn’t /btear down the old building instead of letting it sit. We are at the edge of the pack, so maybe he didn’t care about it. But what about rogues sneaking in and staying here.

    If I am remembering correctly, there is the main gymnasium with a work out room, and several other

    rooms.

    Cal pushes open the door and I hear it, he sound of fighting. I’m concerned about the noiseb. /bI look up at Cal but he doesn’t seem concerned.

    We enter the main room and the fight stops at our entrance.

    “Alpha,” a man says off to the side.

    The two that had been fighting, pausing their fight, dip their heads in our direction. They then are charging each other to resume their fight.

    “What brings you out here?” a female asks as looks up at us. She lounges on the floor.

    “Ama and her wolf Beren need training,” Cal says as he gestures to me.

    “Luna,” the man says with a nod.

    “Ho, looky there,” she cackles. “You brought your little mate here for training instead of the structured Delta training.”

    “You four are the best outside of leadership,” Cal says diplomatically.

    “Damn straight,” the woman barks out augh. “Juliet, princess,b” /bshe says as she introduces bherself/b. “That’s my brother Georgieb,/b” she points to a ck wolf with a white tail. “His best friendb, /bSeanb, /bbis /bright here beside me,” she says bas /bshe taps Sean’s leg. “And then that is Alecb, /bthe baby of our little club,” she waves her hand at the smaller gray and white wolf.

    “Alright you twob, /bwe got a bnew /ber that needs training,” Sean calls out.

    “First to pin gets first crack at the Luna,” Juliet shouts.

    I can already tell that she loves causing chaos, just like Vickie.

    Cal sighs and rolls his eyes. “You are as bad as your cousin,” he says.

    “How is little Vic?” Juliet asks.

    “Already thick as thieves with Ama,” he sighs.

    “That’s my cousin,” she cackles.

    “You’re Vickie’s cousin?” I ask. I can see the simrities in her face.

    “Yep,” she says as she pops her p. “Stop dancing and someone pin someone.”