My goodbye

The closed minded...

I woke up and stretched in the bed, the bed was empty my eyes darted open, and I was on my feet starting to look around the room for her when the door opened slowly. I saw my beautiful mate fully clothed to my disappointment holding my suitcase.

I figured you would want some clothes before training she chuckled. What time is it? It’s 4:15am. I got dressed and kissed my mate some more, she grabbed my arm and pulled me out the door we are going to be late let’s go! I tilted my head. You train? Of course, I do, why wouldn’t I? You are a woman she laughed ohh and kept walking. We stopped by the kitchen and grabbed some light breakfast.

We arrive and the training grounds are very large there is a mix of both female and male warriors I guess women do train here. Our warriors were mingling with them, some flirting with the females and others giving them dirty looks, since females are not allowed to train in our pack. To my surprise she was greeted by every warrior with a small tilt of their heads. I am now curious as that is a sign of respect normally given to Alphas. I guess she saw the confusion on my face and told me she was a very good warrior.

I was about to ask a few more questions but heard Alpha Craven and Alpha Abaddon walk in. My alpha called me over and Charlotte excused herself and went to speak to a very large angry looking man full of scars. Aristeo is growling in my head possessive over our mate being so close to another male.

Alpha Abaddon looks over and yelled for Charley to begin the class. He was looking over to where the large man and my mate were. Slightly relieved he is walking away from her and he just seems to be the instructor. I see her stretching a bit as she makes her way to me. She asked her Alpha if a match would be fine to complete assessments, he agrees.

She goes over to the large man and nods her head, he hands her a clip board and stands beside her.

She begins to speak asking my pack warriors to please step forward. She indicates they will be tested in 2 separate technics strength and skill. She asked them to write their names on the sheet of paper and which technic they would prefer to test in first.

The majority chose strength, my mate would call a warrior forward from her pack and then the names from the paper she was given. It was completely at random, but I noticed none of the females were called. I guess so they don’t get hurt.

Once everyone was paired off, she began to explain the rules. The fights will be one at a time with a 2-minute time limit you win by submission or knock out. I will not have any unjustified injuries if you purposely harm your opponent, I will double it, if you break an arm I will break both of yours am I understood.

Alpha Craven is asking Alpha Abaddon what happens if there is no submission who would win, Abaddon just smiled.

Charlotte set the timer and called the first group, the trainer standing behind her a bit too close for my liking. She proceeds to explain that as soon as the timer goes off to attack there should be no hesitation as her pack will not hesitate.

The first match is one of our best warriors Marcus and I am proud we will get to show off a bit. Marcus is very large, well built, green eyes, caramel complexion with dirty blonde hair. The timer goes on Marcus lunges his opponent did not move he grabbed Marcus by the throat, slammed him to the ground and took a step back. Marcus was furious and threw a few punches and kicks only connecting 3 out of 10. On the last punch the warrior grabbed it and punched Marcus in the face, he was out cold.

The timer was stopped the victor was declared, I glance up and not even a minute passed. Alpha Craven has the same shock expression as my warriors, and I did. My mate called the next group pulling us out of our shock, fight after fight none of our warriors were able to beat them, not even close.

Once all the fights were done, she called them to formation she proceeded to explain this will be the skill portion. Her warriors step back, she explains this is where they will not just use their strength but their skills any special type of fighting, they prefer. Even though her warriors beath us in strength none of my pack members were injured badly a few cuts and bruises here and there.

She turned to the man and switched out some papers. Her female warriors were lined up, addressing my pack she said since I have already seen you fight, I don’t want you to say I am choosing your opponents to make you fail. Please chose your opponent for the skill session, pointing towards the female warriors. Some are heard complaining they will not fight women as they are weak; I see their warrior’s chuckle. She loudly advises if you do not choose, I will do it for you and you will not appreciate it. I see her male warriors’ eyes open widely as if scared, I wonder why.