The Fortune Daybreak
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“Any luck?” Mason queried, dodging my attack when I tried to give him a quick jab in the face. He locked my fist in his palm, twisting it, forcing me to veer before pushing me as his defense.
Panting, I glowered at him. “Would I be here trying to defeat you if I did?”
I didn't wait for Mason to answer and charged through him, aiming to land on his face and followed by a supposed to be knockdown attack. But as quick as Mason, he predicted my offense and sent me back from my position by kicking my lower back, making me slightly wince in pain. Fortunately, I didn't lose my footing but I did felt the pain gnawing in my back.
My wolf howled inside me all of a sudden, offering her strength for my assistance. If only I hadn't been attempting to defeat Mason without shifting, I would have let my wolf help me earlier.
Defeating Mason is all I have wanted to accomplish since the moment I met him, now that five years had gone by and I still haven't found the White Stag, I just want to prove to him that I can alter my sullied reputation without relying on the purpose of the North’s legend.
“You're agitated,” he said and withdrew from his fighting stance, a gesture that he does whenever he was bored from our fight or to chastise me. “I can feel it.”
Looking away, I clamped my teeth together and planted my hands on my hips. “Who wouldn't be agitated? Five years had gone by since I vowed to get revenge on Aena, and yet I couldn't find the only way to save this reputation of mine. I have already lost my stutter. I got better at fighting by doing secret training every night. Believe it or not, the stags in the woods wouldn't even flinch seeing me roaming there. Why would I even wish to find a thing that doesn't probably exist? Why can't I just do it by myself?”
“It’s because you couldn't,” Mason pointed out, never minding the effect of his words on me. “Sure, you have become better, there was no need to deny that. Your wolf became stronger. You can fight with me without passing out. You got better at handling swords and knives. But not everybody knows that, Aera... especially here in our town. Your father was still doubting your capabilities.”
I rolled my eyes in dismay. “Thank you so much for bringing that up. Last night, I answered him without stuttering in front of the high members of the pack, but it didn't get anything but a cynical squint. Stuttering and not, it's all the same to him as well as those members who think highly of themselves.”
“Believe me when I said that you improved because you did, Aera. A lot, more than I had hoped. And my sister would agree with me if she were here. But then it wasn't enough. It’s never going to be enough, Aera. You need something powerful. Something immense that in just a blink of one's eyes everyone would look at you like you were above them,” Mason continued and walked towards me. “You need that White Stag.”
“Whoever spread that word about White Stag must be really fantastical—Ouch!” I exclaimed when Mason flicked my temple. “What was that for?”
“You’re going to find it, Aera. I know you can. Now, can you stop whining, and let’s just go back to fighting? I want to see you get defeated by me again,” Mason prodded and walked back to his position.
Glaring at such haughty words, I went back to my position and executed my fighting stance. When I heard my wolf howl at me in reminder, I smirked in secret to acquiesce.
Mason motioned me to initiate my attack. With quick steps, I pretended to start my attack by doing a diving punch, my signature attack, so he took a step back to dodge it. And it was only enough for me to have time to shift into my wolf and land on him using my paws. Mason, who thought that I would charge through him with a follow-up punch, couldn't have time to retract and was unable to advance a defense. Amused by my fast shifting, Mason threw his hands in the air. I growled straight through his face, baring my sharp teeth to require the submission of his first defeat.
“Fine, you won. It was indeed a nice combination but you know that it was cheating, right?” Mason reminded me, lifting his brows.
I growl-barked at him before I decided to withdraw my paw. I backed out for a second and tried to bite his face to unnerve him because I knew Mason would be fast enough to draw back, which he did.
He was glaring at me when I completely backed off and shifted back to human. I remained lying on the ground to let my bones fully adjust.
“You know you couldn't do that, right? Not because it was breaking the rules, but because of that...” Mason indicated, reluctant to stare at my naked body. “You tore your women's cotte...”
“That’s why I brought one for that,” I said and rose to my feet without wearing any sign of shame.
I was facing Mason with a blank expression and he just looked at me like he was awfully stunned, a reaction he had never shown me before. And I couldn't distinguish if his reaction was a sign of admiration or disgust, but I did see something dashed in his eyes that was impossible for me to fathom.
“If I were you I wouldn't do that in front of other men, especially those who had located and marked their fated mate,” he advised, so I turned his back on him to get my spare dress inside my hand-woven self-made rattan bag. “It’s too exposed and...”
“And what?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder as I put on my undergarments.
“It’s tempting,” Mason bit off, swallowing hard, causing his Adam's apple to bob. “Most men could commit a sin because of that body.”
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Announcement:
Dear Canidean readers,
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-Jerida
PUBLISHED CHAPTERS
- The Promised Wolf
- The Unexpected Return
- The Unfaltering Decision
- The Baffling Options
- The Rousing Embrace
- The Instantaneous Plan
- The Dissimulated Offense
- The Town's Diamond
- The Wretched Past
- The Revenge Initiation
- The Great Rogue
- The Granted Request
- The Lost Chances
- The Men’s Defender
- The Volkov Siblings
- The Pretend Commencement
- The Mind Link
- The Beta's Battle
- The Luna’s Declaration
- The Strange Manner
- The Unexpected Whisper
- The Secretary Selection
- The Race Winner
- The Pack's Doctor
- The Problem Begin
- The Shocking Truth
- The Luna's Vow
- The Tight Embrace
- The Bond's Threat
- The Pretentious Circle
- The Triton's Light
- The Mutual Development
- The Betrayed Alpha
- The Triton's Traitor
- The Repulsive Execution
- The Luna's Affection
- The Alpha's Regret
- The Mutual Submission
- The Mate's Promise
- The Fedorovs Downfall
- The Private Secretaries
- The Wretched Alpha
- The Last Favor
- The Final Embrace
- Writer
