Fated Mates: The Siren and The Chosen

Fiona: Chapter Seven

Fiona

"Get her down! No! Not like that!" I ground my teeth and glared down at the two twelve year old pup girls I was instructing, pulling at each other's hair.

"We aren't street fighting! We are fighting as trained warriors!" I grab each of the girls by the hair on the tops of their heads and pull them apart. I'm pissed because it seemed that the batch of pups I got this year were even more incompetent than the ones from last year. They were fairly new to training, but we had already gone over the basic maneuvers a couple of weeks ago and they were still tussling like pups.

One of the pups snarled at me, her wolf coming to the surface enough to try to swipe at me with her claws. I narrowed my eyes at her and she scowled at me and sat on her knees in front of me. Her opponent was already kneeling, waiting for instructions.

"Beatrice, if I come for you from behind, are you going to pull my hair and slap at me to get away?" I look down at the scrappy one and she shakes her head.

"No? So why in the hell did you do that to Katy?"

She growls and looks at Katy with disdain. "She pinched me when she grabbed me. I got mad."

I roll my eyes and nod for her to stand up. "I'm coming in from behind. Everyone! Pay attention!" The line of young she-pups, all twelve with fresh wolves, look my way and I grab Beatrice from behind.

"What is Beatrice supposed to do when I grab her like this?"

Katy raises her hand and I nod to her. "She can stomp on your instep or elbow you or headbutt you enough to disorient you and knock your hands off of her body."

I nod and feel Beatrice tense up. She goes to stomp on my instep and I move my leg and trip her down to the ground, holding her so she doesn't fall hard.

"Yes, Precisely, but I could feel from the tense of your body what you were going to do before you did it. Don't think. Just act. Katy, come here."

I grab Katy as soon as she's up and she immediately headbutts me and then elbows me hard on the ribs. She rips her arms from my hold and although my side hurts and my eyes are teary from the hit to my nose, I grin.

"Yes! Perfect!"

I clap my hands and nod. "Okay, back to your partners. I want to see those moves performed by every single one of you. No cheap shots!"

I walk back and begin watching every group. I rub my hand under my nose and see a small bit of blood. I smile, proud and continue watching my girls.

I feel a hand on my back and I glance back, watching Derek's face light up as he watches my girls. "How are they doing?"

"They are still scrapping like they would at school, but a few of the girls are getting it. You?"

"The boys are f*cking amazing. They are advancing faster this year than any of the the years before, I think."

I smile back at him and stick my tongue out. "Well, you had a good instructor to help with that. I'm stuck with Esmeralda and she's kind of slacking." I say with emphasis.

Esmeralda, who is sitting against the wall video chatting with her mate flips me off and I grin. I see some hair pulling and I groan. I move towards Beatrice again but Derek stops me and steps forward. He grabs her from behind and I watch as she snarls and begins struggling against him, not doing any of the drills we have gone through at all.

"Beatrice," He says loud enough for everyone to hear, holding her in a head lock, "would be dead if s

I was a strange wolf or human trying to incapacitate her. Does everyone know why?"

The girls began nodding and I sighed as Beatrice began crying.

"Because Beatrice began to struggle instead of clearing her head and using the techniques Fiona and Esmeralda have been teaching these past couple weeks."

Beatrice snarled again and I saw her beginning to transform. As soon as she was in wolf form, a beautiful white wolf with a black eye, Derek let her go and stood over her wolf with his teeth bared.

The wolf growled and snapped at his hand. Immediately he began bleeding, but he didn't even flinch. My adrenaline kicked up as I watched the blood drip down to the sparring mats. The girls closest to the duo backed away, some white as sheets in fear.

"Transform back, Beatrice." He said in a calm voice. Her wolf, looking almost rabid barks at him and snarls.

He purses his lips and I can feel his aura come out. Personally, it doesn't affect me one bit, because I have Alpha blood, but I watch as it slams into Beatrice's wolf and she whimpers. "I said transform back."

Esmeralda comes in a rush with a robe and we all watch as Beatrice transforms back. As soon as she's to bed, Derek picks up his injured hand and her eyes widen. She sobs and begins shaking her head.

"I'm sorry, Beta Derek! I...My wolf gets mad easily and I...I'm so sorry!"

Derek reels his aura back in and I move myself in between him and Beatrice. "You will have extra laps around the pack every evening before you come and train. You will control your wolf and if you can't, then you'll be kicked out of the program. We won't tolerate your attitude and your wolf's unruliness anymore. Understood?"

She sniffles and nods. "I'm sorry."

"We heard you. Show us that you are with what we have tasked you to do. Until then, you're not forgiven."

She nods and I dismiss her. Esmeralda, my instructor before I turned eighteen nods. "A bit harsh, but it's needed. Very well done."

I nod and take a deep breath. I look at Derek's hand and hiss at how deep her teeth got him. "Does it hurt?"

Esmeralda walked away, shaking her head and got the girls to go to the treadmills to start their runs.

"It does. She has a nice bite. It could do some damage. I just wish she would get it under control. She would make a great warrior. She's just scared."

I nod. "It doesn't help that her family is full of skilled warriors. She's probably afraid of not being as good as them."

He nods. "Yeah." I wrap his hand with a clean wash rag and walk over with him to his group of boys that are pretending to have not seen anything.

"Date tonight?"

I nod and he smiles at me. I take a deep breath, thinking of telling him that we should do it tonight, but when I do, my brother steps away from the group of boys and saunters over.

He's my half brother, Moira being his mother, and he thinks he's the sh*t because he's slated to be the next Alpha of our pack. He, in my humble opinion, is going to ruin our pack because he's weak. He's more scholarly than anything else and tries to weasel his way out of trouble by talking.

"Does Dad know you can't control your girls?"

I roll my eyes at the twelve year old pup and scowl. "I can control my girls. Get back in formation, Freddy."

"Fredrick." He tilts his chin up and I roll my eyes again.

"Freddy, get back in formation or I'll tell Dad you aren't listening in warrior training."

He scowls at me and walks away. I grab Derek by the elbow and steer him away from the listening ears and look at him in the face."Yeah, I was also thinking that we can...you know." I widen my eyes at him and he raises his eyebrows, the anger fading from his face.

"Yeah?"

I take a deep breath, my stomach clenching as I nod. "Yeah, I've thought it over and I think I want it."

Derek grins widely, his hand all but forgotten and he nods. "Hell yeah we can. This is exciting. I'm...f*ck I want to now. Do you think we'll get in trouble if we ditch?"

I laugh and nod. "I do."

"Sh*t, well then I guess we can wait until tonight."

Later that night, after we inhale the greasiest burgers from the nearest town twenty miles from the pack, we head back to the packhouse in a comfortable silence. He's holding my hand and I'm staring at him under the lights of the dashboard of his truck.

He's a beautiful man and while I love him, I'm nervous for tonight. I'm scared of what it's going to feel like to be connected to someone on such an intimate level. I'm afraid that it won't take, even though I've seen plenty of other chosen matings around our pack.

I'm also afraid that it's not going to work. We've been together for six years, but what if his mate shows up? We have already agreed that we would talk it out if it ever happens, but I just don't want to have to do that. And...what if my mate shows up? Could or would I just leave Derek for a stranger?

But when we get back to the packhouse, I decide not to think about it anymore. I have made my decision and I'm going to stick by it. Hopefully our mates never show up and we can live happily ever after, looking over our pack and training warriors.

My heart is hammering hard against my chest and when we get to Derek's bedroom. He looks at me and his cheeks are flushed. He looks just as nervous as I feel and I wonder if he is having any second thoughts on all of this.

But if he does, he doesn't voice them. Instead, he takes my hand and leads me into his bedroom. It's dark, with a navy blue bed spread and matching curtains.

He's had the same colors since he moved into the packhouse. The room holds a ton of childhood memories with him and Adler. I relax a little as I walk over to his bed and sit down on it. He kicks his shoes off at the door and hangs his truck keys on a hook by his bedroom door. He smiles at me as he notices me watching him. He leans against the doorjamb as he pulls off his socks and then chucks them across his bedroom, just missing his hamper. I snicker at him and he shrugs.

"No basketball career for me."

"Darn it. I had hoped to date an NBA player."

"Settle for the future Beta of the Blue Ridge Pack?"

My smile fades slightly at the look on his face and I furrow my eyebrows at him.

"Is that what you feel it is what we're doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"Settling?"

He snorts and shakes his head. "Do you really want to know how I feel?"

He sits next to me and caresses my cheek. I nod and my hands begin to shake. "Yeah. I do."

He swallows hard and looks me right in the eyes. "I feel like a theif. I feel like I'm stealing you away from whoever you're supposed to be fated to. I...I kind of feel like it's wrong, because I know there's someone out there that is perfectly suited to you and your wolf, but I want this little bit of selfishness. I...Even if it doesn't last forever, I still want to be able to say that I had the greatest love of my life, even for a little while."

I take a shaky breath and let it out slowly. "I love you, Derek."

He smiles brightly. "I love you too, Fiona."

After that, everything is kind of a blur. Our clothes are torn off in a frenzy and our teeth and tongues clack and sl*sh against the other in a symphony of moans and grunts.

Sweat covers my skin and my p*ssy clenches as he drives into me. I moan and my nails scrape against his shoulders. I squeeze my thighs against his hips as my orgasm crests and then his mouth is at the nape of my neck. I shudder as his canines graze my skin and I come hard as he sinks his teeth into my skin.

I see stars and I clutch onto him tightly, feeling him empty himself inside of me.

I don't even have time to register that he marked me before my eyes are closed and I'm dreaming. And in my dreams I see grey eyes, flinty and angry.