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Unfortunately for me, it seemed to spur him on more.
“So, I really want this self-defense training for you.” Reagan tells me, dressed in only basketball shorts that show off his amazing body, “I know you haven’t been comfortable telling me your story yet but I do feel like this is going to be a good thing for you to do. Obviously, I will let it go if you end up changing your mind but you honestly might want to have a serious talk with yourself about letting me in and helping you. I’m strong, you know? I can handle anyone.”
I know that he can but I don’t want to drag him into my mess, “okay.”
He frowns slightly but it’s quickly gone before I can even register that he is frowning at me. I can already tell what’s going through his head at this point and I really don’t know what to tell him. All I know is what is going through my mind at this point. None of this has been an easy ordeal, let me tell you that, and I’m not ready to drag him into my mess. It doesn’t matter how sweet and supportive he is, that’s the kind of language that would just get him killed. I know it might sound selfish of me but I want to keep him around for as long as I possibly can. Even if that means I have to leave him behind…
Up ahead, I see a group of she-wolves loitering around, probably waiting for Reagan. They look up as we approach and I almost instantly see the look that they give me. I’m automatically deemed a threat, making my heart leap to my throat because I honestly haven’t done anything to deserve their wrath. It’s not my fault that Reagan wants me instead of them.
It’s his own personal choice.
It does make me feel a little good that he would be giving me the attention instead of them. I don’t know why I feel this way but a part of me just wants to scream to the Heavens that I need him to give me everything that I can want in this moment. I know it might not be right of me but something is just telling me that I need to be careful with whatever I do next because these girls look like they want to murder me. I haven’t done anything to them, of course, but they keep looking at me like I did. I guess they must think that I stole Reagan from them, a Rogue who doesn’t have anybody.
I have already heard the whispers, how they talk about me. How they act like they are high and mighty while I’m not even good enough to look at. I don’t know what could possibly be going through their heads to honestly think that treating someone like that is okay but I don’t even bother listening to it anymore. I don’t have time, nor patience.
“Ava, I’d like for you to team up with Alice.” He tells me, gently placing his hand on my shoulder, “I know that she will train you right.”
I look over at this Alice and I immediately see how she looks at me. She doesn’t want me doing this just as much as I don’t want her being my partner either. At least some of the other girls seem friendly enough. She’s looking at me like she wants to pulverize me and probably would the minute that she was able to.
I purse my lips in frustration because I honestly have no idea what’s going through her head right now as I approach her. She’s a bigger girl, much more muscular than I ever would have expected. She’s kind of what I would expect a guy to be, looking at me like she’s going to squash me like a bug. It makes my stomach churn with nerves because I have no idea what to do in this situation nor do I want to know. I have this gut feeling that I would end up regretting every second of it.
“Hello.” I greet her, trying to be as nice as I possibly can even when facing danger, “My name is Ava. I guess you are Alice.”
She sneers, looking down at me, “I don’t know what Alpha sees in a puny Rogue like yourself. You’re not going to last here, tramp!”
I’m shocked at how she is speaking to me but I bite my tongue from saying anything back. I don’t really care what she has to say at this point because I’m not going to listen to it. If she wants to be mean to me, whatever, I can handle that, but I’m not going to tolerate being treated like dirt. If she had some kind of problem with me, she should have just said something instead of acting like a fool right now. I can see on a lot of their faces that they are out for my blood but I’m not going to just bow down so easily. If anything, I’m going to show them exactly what happens when you mess with me.
“So,” I murmur softly as I tilt my head to the side and I look at her, “is this the game you want to play?”
Her eyes flash as she probably wonders what I’m talking about, “whatever do you mean?”
I get into a defensive stance, ignoring how everyone is looking at me, including Reagan, “I can handle you, Alice, just because I’m a Rogue doesn’t mean I haven’t had training. Give it your best shot, Tramp!”
I throw her words right back at her and it does exactly what I want it to. She charges at me, steam practically billowing out of her ears. I thought that her head might actually catch on fire but I’m quick to sidestep her, sticking out my foot and making her trip. She hit the ground in the most embarrassing way, people around me had to muffle their snickers because she quickly figured out that I wasn’t playing.
I don’t expect anyone to be just like me, I never asked for it. But I’m also not going to be treated like shit and that much I will continuously tell someone for as long as I live. I’ve had enough of people throwing me into the dirt or even treating me like trash. I can’t even imagine what’s going through their heads right now because something inside of me is screaming to be let out. To be let free. My wolf is antsy as well, itching for a fight.
I wouldn’t normally condone violence but this girl jumps to her feet and charges me again. This time, I parry some attacks, hitting her straight in the gut and throat, enough to wind her and make her stumble back. One swift hit to the back of her knee sends her straight down, gasping for breath. I might not be the strongest person in a pack but I can hold my own if need be.
I look up and I see Reagan watching me with dark eyes, sending a shiver down my spine as my wolf perks up. I know what she wants and I can see how he is looking at me. It makes me want more of him, aching for every inch of him, but is it really right for me to feel that way? Won’t I end up regretting it? I guess time will tell because Reagan looks like he is going to devour me at any second.
Chapter Four
Reagan
I don’t know why but seeing Ava beating up the other she-wolves who tried to look down on her is really sexy and has me craving for more. I know it might sound a little bit silly but I had thought about telling anyone off who dared to look at her the wrong way. Jared said it definitely wasn’t a good idea to keep sticking up for her though because that would end up riling up them more. If Ava wants to be able to survive here and not get picked on, she unfortunately will need to figure it out for herself.
I tried to protest against Jared and tell him that she wasn’t ready to just be let out but boy did she prove me wrong. I even winced when she landed some blows, not truly hurting her opponent but immobilizing her. It was the best tactic because of how thin she is right now but then the other girls tried to fight her as well and quickly lost. It made me feel really proud because my mate is more than capable of taking care of herself, that much is becoming obvious.
Jared seemed intrigued as well as he watched the scene, his arms folded across his chest as he looked at my mate. I want to growl at him and tell him to keep his eyes to himself but I know he isn’t looking at her like that. If he was, he would have been attacked by me already but he was more so assessing her strengths and weaknesses.
“Her main problem is that she hasn’t had a lot of food intake.” He explains to me, shaking his head back and forth, “and if that doesn’t get under control, she won’t win any fight that comes her way. I’d like to give better news but that’s just how it is going to be. You definitely need to make sure that she sticks up for herself or I am afraid that she’s just going to get on the short end of the stick.”
“I hate how brutally honest you are.” I tell him, shaking my head back and forth, “But she has the potential to be a great warrior if she wants to be. She knows what her weaknesses are and uses that to her advantage. I totally wouldn’t have believed it to be possible but here she is proving me wrong. I don’t think I’ll need to worry about her as much as I thought that I would have to.”
He raises an eyebrow at me as if he can’t believe what I am saying, “is that what you truly believe, Reagan? She is a Rogue with a backstory that she won’t tell us. She could seriously be a murderer or something and we wouldn’t even know it. Not all soulmates are good.”
I know this but I don’t want to even think of the possibility of that being the case with Ava. I glance up at her and I see that she is watching me now, a strange look on her face. That makes my dick twitch, thankful for the tighter boxers because I would have been showing the entire world my raging hard-on for her. I don’t even want to think it to be possible at this point, curious about what would happen next.
