Having my dad and Kevin standing right at the edge of the grass made my nerves sky high. It was bad enough that my body was still tingling from the electric shock of Jake’s touch, but now I had an audience.I swallowed hard and forced myself back into the stance Jake had taught me. I widened my feet and raised my fists, making absolutely sure my thumbs were tucked securely on the outside of my knuckles this time. I didn't want to give him a reason to touch me again in front of my father. My heart was pounding so loudly against my ribs I was terrified they all could hear it."Good. Keep your eyes on my shoulders," Jake commanded. His voice had completely shifted back into that cold, clinical teacher persona, but his dark brown eyes were still burning with an intensity that made my breath hitch.He stepped into my space again, towering over me. He threw a slow, deliberate left hook toward my head—not to hurt me, but to test my reaction time."
Duck left," he barked.
I reacted instantly, dropping my weight and dipping my upper body to the left. Jake's massive fist sailed harmlessly over my head, but as I ducked, the sudden movement brought my face inches from his chest. I was entirely consumed by his scent—an intoxicating mix of pine, dark wood, and pure, raw power. It flooded my senses, making my head spin."Too slow," Jake muttered, though his jaw clenched tightly as he looked down at me. "If I was a rogue, I would have caught your shoulder on the follow-through. Again."From the sidelines, I heard Kevin mutter something low to my father. I couldn't make out the words, but when I glanced over, Kevin’s eyes were narrowed into thin slits, tracking Jake’s every movement with deep suspicion. He looked like a guard dog waiting for a reason to snap. My dad, on the other hand, just looked incredibly sad and relieved, watching his wolf-less daughter desperately try to learn how to survive.Seeing the exhaustion and worry on my dad's face sent a sudden surge of heat through my veins. It washed away the embarrassment and the strange confusion over Jake's touch.I didn't care why this future Alpha made my insides flip, and I didn't care if Kevin was analyzing our every move. My pack was under attack. The rogues were coming for a daughter—and if that daughter was me, I wasn't going to let them drag me out of a safe room like a helpless prize.I locked my eyes back onto Jake’s shoulders, a fierce determination hardening my face. "Do it again," I told him, my voice sharper and steadier this time. "And don't slow it down."A tiny, almost invisible smirk tugged at the corner of Jake’s mouth, a flash of something that looked like dark, possessive pride lighting up his eyes."As you wish, little wolf," he murmured, his deep baritone sending a final thrill down my spine before he threw the next strike.
Did he just call me his little wolf?