Rozelin woke up a little startled. He sat up in the big bed where he was sleeping; His eyes scanned his surroundings sleepily until they landed on Damo's shirtless, muscular back. She held a glass of warm liquid in her hand as she stood and watched outside the balcony door, combing her messy hair with her other hand. She turned her head and looked at him, as if she could feel him looking at her; She felt her face heat up as it flashed in her mind the day before.
Damon felt her uneasy and needed to be released, and slapped her in the face in return. Rozelin looked down, too tired to challenge him in the wee hours of the morning, but as she did so she saw the clothes she was sleeping in. These weren't the leggings and hoodies he wore in the library. Rozelin wore silk shorts and a matching vest; She felt pretty exposed and confident at the thought of him robbed her. Rozelin looked back when she heard the "click" of a dropped glass to see Damon leave the glass on the fireplace and walk towards her.
There was no anger in his stance or eyes that relaxed his tense shoulders. Still, he brought the duvet protectively up to his chest as he watched her eyes draw him in; It just made him smile as amusement shone on his handsome face.
"Good morning, Rozelin," her deep voice boomed, sending a chill directly into her core.
"Why did you change me?" ' asked Rozelin, her eyes hardening. She didn't want him to realize how much she wanted to jump on him and get on him pointlessly. She was so embarrassing; he just said good morning to her.
Damon climbed onto the bed and crawled towards her; He watched hungrily as his muscles flexed. His eyes then met hers again, and he nearly rolled back from the smoldering stare for what he had done to her. He reached out and placed his finger under the rope of his vest, and a feather-light touch caused goosebumps on his skin.
"I thought you'd be more comfortable with that. Should I have left you in the hoodie?" He questioned her; His heart was beating with the genuine look in his eyes.
"That's good, thank you," she replied, averting her eyes.
Her cheeks warmed again at the thought that the rosé had changed her, and the fact that she had fallen into such a deep sleep. Rozelin then felt her finger under her chin and moved her head so she was faced with his breathing face again. His eyes lit up with mockery, "Why are you blushing?" He could see her lips curling into a smile.
Rozelin tried to push her head away again, but her finger must have been made of steel because she couldn't move. He sighed and whispered, "You've changed me. You've seen me naked."
Damon's chuckle made him look at her, his cheeks reddering even more, but his anger rose as he laughed. Yet when she met his molten silver eyes one more time, she saw them soften and crinkle slightly at the edges. Damon looked almost younger than he was; She was far from old, probably a few years older than him, but her constantly hard and angry features made her look older.
"You have a beautiful body, you should never be ashamed of it," he said softly.
Rozelin was surprised that she could read her vulnerability so easily. He hoped it was bonding or basic observation skills; He never thought of himself as an easy book to read. But if that was the case, as a Luna and Queen, it might make it harder for her to keep her thoughts to herself.
Damon brought his hand to grip her cheek as she stared at him, then looked at his lips. Instead of kissing her as she craved, she pulled herself off the bed and walked to the wardrobe.
"You have to change. Chiara is training you today." His voice deepened, taking on a more serious tone.
Rozelin looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was 6:30. She should have guessed that she didn't have any lies anymore. He kicked his feet off the bed and made his way to the wardrobe, where Damon pulled out some shorts. Rozelin was quick to follow Damon and change. Selection of sporty tights, sports bra and loose vests; all the new clothes were now thanks to the man sitting on the sofa. He wore shorts, sneakers, and a tank top that showed off his broad muscles; As relaxed as he looked, his face was hard as he looked at some papers.
She sat next to Rozelin, "You've always got paperwork to take care of. What's that?"
"All sorts of scum. Laws broken by whom and by whom, herds fighting over territory or in general, housing issues, families needing attention, etc." He replied, his eyes still on the papers.
Rozelin blinked, surprised at the duties she was supposed to undertake as an Alpha. It made her wonder about her own duties after she became Luna. The thought immobilized him again. Instead of facing her thoughts about being Luna, she jumped up and started walking towards the door.
"Wait," Damon's voice boomed across the room. Rozelin turned to look at him as she reached for the doorknob. He laid the papers down on the sofa and put his finger under his chin, "Can you promise me something today please?
she asked him, her eyes turning silvery, almost hypnotizing Rozel as she looked at them.
"It depends on what it is," he replied, a little out of breath. Damon's lips twitched, he suppressed a smile.
"Can you act in front of the pack?" His voice was serious; all humor had left his face. Rozelin watched her eyes gleam faintly, which meant that Darius was very close to the surface, ready for a rebellious response.
Rozelin put on a seductive smile and, seeing her eyes dark with lust, she laughed inwardly, "It's up to you," she purred.
She squinted her eyes, "Remember what I told you, Rozelin."
She almost heard him click his tongue after he said his name. Rozelin took a step closer, her eyes locked on his, "And remember what I told you." His voice was firm and calm at the same time. Rozelin waited for him to scold her, but she backed off as her chin tickled as she continued to stare at him.
"This is for your own good," Damon muttered under his breath; Rozelin knew she didn't want to hear his answer. Rozelin opened the door and answered in the same quiet voice, "I'll be fine, Alpha. I've read some of the Pack rules."
It was true that if he continued to disobey the Alpha of the Pack, even if she was his mate, he would still have to punish her. If her Luna didn't obey her, how could the rest of the pack follow her?
Rozelin walked down the aisle and Damon quickly caught up with her. When they encountered several band members, both men, he placed his hand almost protectively on her waist. The couple bowed their heads and allowed them to walk in front of them before following behind. Although Rozelin felt like she was about to roll her eyes at Damon's possessive demeanor, the feeling of his hand on her waist was quite comforting as she was about to enter the unconventional realm of "werewolf training."
In the time it took for them to reach the lawn where the mats had already been laid, rozalin reminded herself of each pack leader's role. When Gamma saw Chiara already throw someone over her shoulder and punch her in the throat, she knew they had the right Gamma for the role. However, Chiara was the first woman to receive the title from what she read, and it made the woman that much more impressive.
In the herd of the Silver Crescent, Gama was a strong leader in charge of border control, training its best warriors, and helped the Alpha deal with punishments and strategize for war. From what she remembers reading, Delta was like Luna's bodyguard and didn't have much authority. They were the fourth and lowest rank among the leaders, and Gamma could only be transferred to the role if Gamma left their position, lost in a challenge, or died. For a woman of a higher rank than Darren, she didn't need to guess that Darren disliked Gamma Chiara.
"I'd love to meet her friend. It must be very brave or scary to be with someone like her," Malia finally said. The wolf was there the whole time. She was quite happy watching the drama in the morning. Rozelin agreed with her; This was someone he was looking forward to meeting, if he had a wife, of course. If there was one, she guessed it would be for dinner.
As they continued to approach Gama, a crowd began to form around her mat, where Chiara had finished off a man twice her size. Rozelin felt pumped by the idea of being trained by him and being just as good. Damon slid his hand down her waist, causing Gamma to cast a glance at him before walking off to meet Chiara. "Rozelin," he called after her.
Rozelin turned and was shocked when she nearly hit him on the chest. She nearly fell back when she lifted her head, until the man grabbed her by the back of her head and waist and pulled her close to him, pressing his lips to hers. The moment their lips touched, a spark of electricity passed through both of them, and her huge eyes closed as Rozelin responded to his touch.
Her hands slid down her dirty chin as she deepened the kiss. Damon pulled back slightly and waited for her to open his eyes; Her breath calmed as she found herself again melting into his silver orbs. Rozelin faintly heard the people's howls, but she ignored them as the pair locked eyes.
"You're mine," Damon snarled, then his eyes looked up, moving slowly as if he was announcing to someone else who he was. He released her and quickly walked away.
Rozelin felt as if a hurricane had struck her in the face, spinning her around, and now she was stunned as the whirlwind raged and orders began to bark. When Rozel turned her back, she saw that most of the pack had seen them kiss, and they all began to disperse with wide smiles on their faces. Except for a few females who are clearly jealous of her mating with their alpha. Then his eyes fell on a couple he recognized immediately. Frank and Alex. They both rushed to him; Frank looked shocked and Alex was grinning like a kid in a candy store.
"You know how to log in!" Alex bragged.
Rozelin rolled her eyes and realized that the only purpose of the little spectacle was to show the Alpha's mate to the herd, and that any man who touched her outside of training would die. Unlike Damon, Rozelin had ignored any attention men showed her, only they were staring at her. But being the Alpha she had to show who she belonged to.
She was a little annoyed, but after seeing the expressions on the women's faces she decided she didn't mind. Rozelin also didn't want to challenge the Alpha in front of the whole pack, not about something as trivial as that.
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Rozelin approached Gamma Chiara after her little show with Damon to the herd. She couldn't help but be surprised to notice what Gamma was wearing; She was a total punk, but she was wearing a similar outfit to the other women trying to get Damo's attention. Much of her physique was displayed in shorts and a sports bra; She couldn't help thinking that they looked alike, though not exactly as she had seen Lydia. Except for the hair, scars, and eerie aura, Gamma always seemed to depict it.
Gamma Chiara gave a few orders, allowing Darren to take over training with the small group of thirty while meeting Rozelin halfway. His arms were crossed over his chest as he stared at the two figures behind him.
"I didn't realize I was teaching his friends too," she said.
"We're just here to cheer him up!" Alex replied with a cheeky wink.
Gamma Chiara ignored him and rolled her eyes at the rosette and showed him a few mats further back. No one else was using them, and Rozelin could see how some of the pack members were scrutinizing her as she approached them. The excitement to start turned into nervousness, but Rozelin quickly recovered herself and reminded herself what an athlete she was before everything worked out. Although she hadn't actually been in many fights, she knew it would be technical.
Her face showed no emotion to the constant onlookers who followed her path, but Gamma Chiara quickly understood Rozel's concern.
"Tomorrow we'll be training at the gym. Today you have to show them how competitive you are even if you're not trained. You'll have a hard time transitioning to their Luna. They need to know that you can fend for yourself and deal with the pressure of domination," said Gamma Chiara, despite speaking to rozelin; His hands were busy rubbing chalk.
Rozelin did the same before answering, "Thank you."
"Don't thank me yet. You'll hate me when I'm done with you," Gamma Chiara's response brought a small smile on both of their faces, but Rozel's seemed more like accepting the challenge.
"Okay, I'll value you more than anything else today. I need to see how you fight and where we should start," Gamma spoke loudly, as if announcing that they had started the pack.
"Okay, but I have to tell you, I've never trained in combat before," said Rozelin shyly. She also wished they were in the form of wolves; maybe then Malia can take control.
"I can't keep fighting for you, you know. It would be nice to see you win them for a change," Malia chuckled.
He has an idea.
"I know, now watch!" cried Malia.
Rozelin barely dodges an impending attack from Gama; She used her distracted form to her advantage and proceeded with an offensive attack from there. Despite Rozelin's lack of training, she knew the basics of her 'boxer' stances and how to block blows. Gamma Chiara was ruthless though. She caught his unprotected ribs several times with a right hook, then she sent a quick kick to his ankles. Rozelin fell back on the mat but rolled over to the side, Chiara's foot immediately smashed into the ground.
"Do you think he took it easy?" Rozelin asked her wolf, but when she was thrown out of place with another kick, she went off the road again.
Rozelin decided not to stick to boxing this time. Gamma Chiara was obviously doing some kind of mixed martial arts as she alternated between punches, slaps, and kicks. Rozelin dashed forward and knocked her down, instantly sending a left hook in her face but she was blocked and somehow turned so she was now on her back. Gritting her teeth, Rozelin quickly covered her face and blocked the blows there; Chiara then went for her stomach, but rosé had some pretty strong abs and could take blows. Especially after the beatings he got from Carter.
The thought of Carter, and how he treated her, raised her anger and instantly became more motivated to take it out of the person fighting her. Gamma kicked Chiara in the back of the head, causing her to fly over him; Roseli's eyes began to sparkle, showing how bright crystal blue they were. She stood up and faced Gama, who was already coming towards her; The two continued to block each other's blows. Rozelin was fast enough for her opponent to never knock her down again.He made sure he was smart.
He realized that his speed and strength were much greater than before he became a werewolf. Although she had no prior martial training, she easily kept up with Gamma Chiara; The difference was that Gama analyzed his moves and knew how to fight. Chiara flew toward him with a kick that her rosé warded off and quickly turned to smack her square in the face. Gamma Chiara's nose started to bleed and she put her hand to her nose before raising her hands in surrender, looking at the stepping rosette.
"I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" Rozelin asked with concern in her voice.
Gamma Chiara smiled, a full grin, her teeth showing the smile. He used to say Rozil was beautiful, but the blood pouring into his mouth wasn't a pretty sight. Gamma stepped forward and held out her hand; Rozelin looked at him suspiciously before pulling out her own to shake it. He braced himself when their hands joined, but nothing happened.
Gama laughed at his reaction, "I'm not that cruel, you know. Well done! Your speed and strength are like an Alpha's. I'll teach you to fight tomorrow, but let's go for a ten-mile run for now."
Rose's mouth almost fell open.
Ten miles!?
Gamma Chiara laughed again at her rosé's expression, "I can say I'm kidding. You're a werewolf now! Come on!" He wiped the blood from his face before running; and waved his hand for the rosé to catch up.
The two parted at a good pace. Rozelin couldn't help but watch the other pack members fighting each other. Gamma Chiara then associated it with the mind, "I drive my warriors ten miles a day before workouts, then we fight, and if there's still someone skilled then we fight in wolf form. Don't get me wrong, we still train like wolves. I tend to schedule these sessions. But everyone "He prefers to fight in wolf form, to 'release his beasts'. Fighting is much more bloodthirsty. Cubs are not allowed to participate until they are sixteen."
Rozelin looked at Gamma Chiara and saw a glint in her eyes as she talked about the bloodlust of fights. She then turned her attention to some of the wolves they were running past and saw how similar he was to fighting these bandits. There was no difference between the two scenarios; They looked like they were trying to kill each other. His eyes then fell on Damon, arms folded as he studied a pair of men fighting. He lifted his head after feeling his gaze; His features were unreadable as he stared at her before looking back at the fight in front of him.
"Stop giving each other confused looks. You're slowing down!" Gamma Chiara barked loudly, raising her rosé from her stupor, and stepped up to Gamma's pace. He swore that Gamma had increased it on purpose, but he wasn't about to argue with her.
The couple ran ten miles; the tour consisted of them leaving the estate of the mansion and running close to the town of Silver Thorn and returning to the forest near the mountains before returning. His usual runs were 5km runs three times a week as the ice hockey season was coming to an end.
Back on the mats, roséline was allowed to have some water before being ordered to do push-ups, crunches, jump rope jumps, and other exercises consisting of eight rounds to complete them. Finally, rosélin had shed the shirt, and she understood why most of the herd were nearly naked. The training was so intense that she sweated so much that it looked like the body temperature of wolf women was higher than that of humans.
Rozelin lay on her back on the mat as she took a deep breath after completing the crazy workout. She was then certain someone decided to show her face she. Lydia. She passed him with a few girls walking behind her. Rozel felt a problem when her eyes locked with Lydia's and she saw a sly smile on her lips.
"I'm not quite sure what Alpha found in him," Lydia mocked; The shrill was loud enough to draw the attention of most of the pack. The two girls following him chuckled; The scene was strange for Rozelin. If she didn't think Lydia was the same age as her, she would have believed she was a teenager in love with her man.
Rozelin sat down and rolled her eyes, "Seriously? What are you? Thirteen?"
Lydia walked over to her rosé, who was starting to stand up. Malia was already pacing in her mind, ready to strike at any moment. Lydia put her hands on her hips and her friends behind her did the same; Had the situation been different, rosé would have laughed at how ridiculous they all looked.
"This," Lydia raised her hand to her rosette, "Who should be our Luna?" He teased she.
The next moment, rosélin changed into wolf form and separated Lydia's head from her body-
"Malia!" Rozemin interrupted Malia's distracting fantasy.
"I swear, if you don't untie it, I will," Malia snarled, which made her eyes sparkle again as she stepped her rosé towards Lydia. Although Rozelin is above average height for a woman, she still lifts her chin slightly to meet Lydia's gaze.
he was supposed to. Gamma Chiara stepped behind her rosé, which caused Lydia to squint at her.
"You'd better stop while my wolf is still restrained. He's not as tame as I am," said Rozelin in a calm and menacing tone.
Lydia took another step towards him and sneered, "I'm not afraid anyone will steal my crown,"
Rozelin immediately punched him in the nose so that they heard the bones crack. Lydia held her breath and placed her hands on the area. Her eyes went wide, "You bitch! My nose is broken!" She screamed before she fled, leaving her slaves behind.
Malia giggled in the background; Lydia had taken control of her rosé the moment she took that step towards him. Rozelin grinned at her withdrawn form and turned to Gamma Chiara, who was smiling sincerely. She also saw Damon approaching them, she's eyes lit up with amusement, but she quickly collected herself with a neutral expression, she.
When Kane caught her, she stopped abruptly and seemed to be discussing something through mind connection; Damon's demeanor changed and he looked directly at his rosé with an apologetic smile.
"You did a really good job today," her deep voice pierced the rosé's mind link. He smiled mischievously, which caused Kane to chuckle before he turned around and ran with Kane. They both swapped places and ripped their clothes off. About ten wolves followed behind them, causing rosé to panic.
"Don't stress, it's nothing they can't handle," smiled Gamma Chiara, before raising her voice to the rest of the herd scattered across the field, "Training is over! Make sure you eat before you leave! There's plenty of food in the kitchen. And please take off your shoes before entering or Wipe your feet. If you don't you'll have to deal with me!"
Rozelin decided that although Gamma Chiara was scary, she could see that she was friends with him. Or maybe it was because she found it funny that she had helped him and that Lydia had been punched in the face. The women really bond over someone they both hate, and he guessed that was the case, judging by the way Gama and Lydia kept their gazes at each other.
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Rozelin walked beside Gamma Chiara, forgetting that Alex and Frank had stood on the sidelines during their fight. Not sure how she'd forgotten, Alex was cheering her on during practice, and Frank eventually joined some of the other band members. Rozelin had looked at Frank several times and saw that he was a good fighter; she thought she was teaching him to fight in his old pack. The couple followed the girls and became animated about both Rozelin's fighting and Frank's fighting techniques.
As they reached the broken patio doors that needed replacing on one side, Nairi leaped towards them. She was also now wearing sports clothes, although she was wearing leggings and a sports bra similar to a roséline. Although Rozelin still felt a little shy about walking around without her top on, she also liked the cold breeze that hit her skin and cooled her nicely.
"Hey! Good job there today! But we need to train you in heels too," said Nairi excitedly.
Rozelin looked at him in surprise, "Heels?"
"Of course! You won't always be in gym gear when you have to fight, you know. We could be shopping or clubbing. You need to be able to fight in all manner of shoes and clothes," Nairi cried as he walked towards the kitchen.
Rozelin couldn't help but smile at Nairi; it was like a little ball of sun and it made you like it right away.
Gamma Chiara nodded at her comment, "Seriously? We don't need to train in high heels," she replied.
"Besides, who wears heels to go shopping? Doesn't that hurt?" Roseline added. Nairi stopped and looked at him with wide eyes.
"Please don't tell me, doesn't our soon-to-be Luna always wear sneakers? Please, tell me you have some kind of fashion sense?!" At this point, Nairi took Rozelin's hands as she looked at him pleadingly.
Rozelin bit her lip to keep from laughing, "Sorry, but for me, clothes are just a purpose. I've been working most of the time, and outside of work I'd always be in my training gear. Every now and then, I'd wear jeans and a top."
Nairi's mouth opened wide in a visible 'o', this time rozelin couldn't help but laugh at her.
"That's enough! We're going to brunch! Then we're going shopping!" Nairi almost screamed at this; His voice was high-pitched as his arms were theatrically out. Rozelin grimaced at his voice, and then turned to look at Ajax, who had walked away to get food. The couple looked quite similar melodramatically.
"We have dinner here. We don't need to go out," Gamma Chiara interrupted in a bored tone.
"No point! I bet you want to get out of this house for a while, right!?" Nairi asked Rozelin; her face was so excited it was hard to refuse, she.
"So, can we eat here and go? Rozelin
he dice.
"No! We don't have time to spare. We'll go after we shower and we can have dinner while we're there," Nairi didn't get an answer for.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news. But I don't exactly have my purse or money for that matter-"
"It's all me baby!" Nairi showed his black card and winked at him, "Actually, Alpha Damon is here. This is yours. I got this from him and told him we're going out!"
Rozelinen's eyebrows rose, "I can't spend your money!" He folded his arms and looked around, noticing that most of the herd was eating in the kitchen or just outside. He knew they could hear the Rozelinons speaking; she didn't want them to think she was a "gold digger".
"Of course you can! He's your wife. He'll provide you. If you need new clothes or something, he'll get it for you," Nairi said in a singing voice, and handed the card to Rosalina. Gamma Chiara suddenly tensed, and she could see that Rose's mood had dropped to the point where the air around her looked icy.
"We'll meet you outside in 30 minutes," murmured Gamma Chiara, before walking away sharply. Rozelini frowned; She wondered what this was all about.
"Don't worry about him. That's what happens sometimes." Nairi smiled gently at him, "Oh God, let it be one hour, one hour and twenty minutes. I won't be ready in thirty minutes!"
She raised her eyebrows again as she watched Rozelin Nairi run away and yell at Gamma Chiara about meeting time. Rozelin nodded, not realizing how much she was smiling from the two of them.
"Can we come in? We really need new clothes!" Alex suddenly appeared beside him. His face was as excited as Nairi's.
Rozelin couldn't help grimacing at the overalls she was still wearing.
"Ask the girls. I'm not sure if that means a girly outing," said Rozelin hesitantly. She liked men, but she needed some time to remind herself that she shouldn't be such a tomboy with a few girls.
"Above!" Alex hurried away after the girls Frank was chasing. Rozeline smiled before rolling her eyes.
Rozelin turned away; Although she was going to have brunch with the girls, she still wanted to buy a little something. Her stomach was rumbling so loudly that she missed dinner the night before, and now she regrets her decision as her metabolism is too high and she has been working too hard this morning.Rozelin bought pancakes and some strawberries.
She looked around, trying to find a place to sit, but once again she realized that the Silver Crescent herd was huge and there was nowhere to sit. Shrugging, she decided to eat in her room before showering. However, it took about ten minutes for rosé to emerge from the kitchen as some of the pack members rallied around her. They congratulated him, accepted him into the flock, or simply introduced themselves.
A few even admired her, calling her 'Princess', 'Her Majesty' or 'White wolf'. The men looked at him lustfully, and some of the women he guessed wasn't after Alpha stared at him with admiration. As she walked away, rochelin repeated herself again, "Seriously, guys. Gamma Chiara kicked my ass. I don't know why you're congratulating me."
"Because you really did throw a few punches at him! That was ridiculous! Nobody hits him and you did it on your first day!" One of the men replied excitedly; He remembered that his name was Tommy.
"Yeah, you're so fast! It was scary! If I didn't know you were a werewolf woman, I would have thought you were a vampire!" Another man shouted from behind the group, who turned around and pinned him to his head.
Apparently, their hatred for vampires was still strong..
In both cases, Roséli's cheeks warmed at the compliments, and she lifted her plate to indicate she was going to eat her now-cold pancakes. She went up the stairs and felt much better after encountering a few werewolves who had accepted her into the pack. This did not mean that there weren't a few people who looked at him with disbelief or looked at him with the 'evil eye'. Still, she couldn't help but feel a bit like a celebrity because of the buzz around her.
She quickly finished her meal in Rozelin's room, took a shower, and was ready in thirty minutes, as Gamma Chiara suggested. However, she was relieved after hearing from Nairi that it would take another thirty minutes before she was ready via mind connection.
Rozelin spent this time changing the tights she was wearing once again and rummaged through the remaining clothes in her wardrobe.
When she met Gamma Chiara and the guys next to the SUVs, she was wearing black skinny jeans, a leather top, and black knee-high boots.
"Well, that's way more fashionable than sneakers and leggings," Malia snickered.
"I'm not sure if I'll regret the boots, though. Nairi seems to be shopping until the drop," replied Rozelin.
Alex interrupted Malia's response with the cat whistling as rosélin approached, earning a smack from Frank and Gamma Chiara. Roselin burst into laughter.
"Seriously, you have a death wish," Frank muttered.while looking. He thought that Rozelin was looking for Alpha.