Mates in Disguise

Chapter 3

NOAH

Entering the Academy hasn’t been anything like what I imagined. I expected random barracks with couple of weakling humans playing warriors. But what I saw, was completely opposite.

Despite the common knowledge about the Academy existence. Finding it was much harder than I anticipated. Located in a deserted area. Full of yellow sand and no green, which made me uncomfortable. I never saw anything like this. I grew up in forests, lakes and green. Here I barely see any grass. The dry sticks poking through the sand can’t be named plants.

How is it possible that 700 kilometers south the world looks this different.

Besides that. The place is not just random barracks with no order. It’s a fully secluded warrior camp. Upon my arrival I had to go through the gate made of wood and steel. Its height made me feel small. And I’m nothing but small.

Then personal check up by the soldiers posted at the gate. They asked my name, surname, age, parents' names and village I come from. Noting everything on the boards. I made a mental note to remember my quickly made-up answers.

Noah Lewis, 29 years old, Ben and Cat, village name: Seward.

Thanks to the contact we had in Mundane world, I saw the map of human half of the continent with villages noted on it. I would be in troubles now if I didn’t think that Seward was a stupid name.

They checked my bag too. Although all of my personal items were left in the packhouse, I felt slightly worried of what would be seen as suspicious.

Then they gave us one-size-fits-all uniforms and took us to the open ground on the left. The uniform looked dirty. It had cream color with randomly placed brownish stains. I shook my head at the sight. But as soon as they led us on the open ground, I realized that those were supposed to look like the sandy ground we walk on.

Amazing. It’s like fur of our wolf-scouts. They are able to change their color to blend into the background. I never thought humans were this smart.

We stood in a randomly placed formation. I looked around and saw couple dozens of men in all different ages, starting from teenagers to middle-aged. I stood in 3rd row on the right. The tough looking middle-aged man with some kind of scribe was standing in front of us. He yelled about us going through some tests to prove our strength. I inwardly smirked. I’ll show them the true strength.

Suddenly, the wind brough to me a beautiful smell. Something I can’t describe. Some kind of jasmine with spice? I look around. There is no green, so how could I smell jasmine. I shake my head and look ahead.

Something’s here, I hear my wolf say.

I couldn’t agree more. I felt the weird pull in my chest the moment I got into the Academy grounds.

What is it? I ask.

I don’t know. But it’s goood. Nyx says with obvious delight. I take another breath in and can’t help, but close my eyes, focusing on the smell.

“Some of you don’t strike me as soldier material! We will take no weaklings! “As for showing you why that is... You!” He pointed at a small guy at the front.

I jerk my head.

A girl?

They train girls?

I never heard of that.

Our females are gentle. Of course they get ridiculously angry, but they are kind and warm as well. They take care of our homes, bringing warmth into it. Taking care of our pups. Obviously, they are strong, but not enough to compete with men.

I thought the same went with humans.

I look ahead and see two men and what seriously looks like a woman in uniform preparing to take the first try in the test. I hear the jokes others make about her small frame.

They think she’s a man!

But why?

It’s clear she's built like a girl. She looks so fragile. She could probably reach my shoulder. I can’t tell properly cause she’s far. But that would make her maybe 170 cm tall. She’s slim, if not thin. The uniform making it hard to judge. She has a hat over her head so I can’t say anything else besides the fact that she is an actual woman.

“Give the poor boy some food!” Someone taunted. “All skin and bones.”

That’s bullshit. It’s clear she has curves. The jacket makes it hard to notice, plus she might put something on to not let her breasts to show. But the rear...

I can’t help but smirk. She bends to get under the first obstacle and damn me. Her ass looks good. Even with the uniform being too big she fills the pants well.

She crawls with such expertise it makes me wonder. Who is she? How she ended up here? Why the f**k she acts like a man?

She lifts her head once taking a look at the other guy. Her hat catches the wire and she goes down again, letting it hang there. I mentally nod. There is no time taking it back.

She started jumping through the other obstacle. She’s fast. Incredibly fast for a human. I guess her thin figure is making up for the muscles the other man has. She balances on the fallen twig with ease. Making it first to the vertical wall.

The way she steps up and catches the rope makes my c**k twitch appreciatingly. She’s doing it. Unbelievable. But she’s doing it. And she’s f*****g good at it.

I mumble “Come on” as she hangs from the edge. I guess her arms are not able to make that lift. The other guy outruns her. I see him say something to her, but can’t hear through the excited shouts from guys around me.

She lifts herself slowly. I smirk, as she makes it to the other side and jumps. That’s a high jump, but she makes it with best precision.

She goes for the tires. The way her ass shakes when she jumps make my mouth water.

What is happening to me?

I never felt like that.

She’s amazing. I hear my wolf purr with admiration.

Yeah. Yeah, she is.

And she’s winning. I see her finishing the last obstacle and sprinting towards the finish line. Her short hair ruffles with the wind.

Wind that brings the amazing smell again.

I open my eyes wide.

It’s her.

I stare with open shock at her. She finished first, making her time hard to beat.

I don’t understand the feeling I have while looking at her.

It’s like I want her.

In all the meaning of it.

“That’s what army is about. How about you sift the weaklings now!” I hear her shout at the chief warrior here. I smirk. She’s taunting the guy. About her win.

She’s FUCKIGN HOT! Nyx roars in my head.

Yeah. She f*****g is.

My smile is cut short, when I see a man approaching her. They start talking and ... she smiles.

I see that smile, because she turns in our direction. She’s beautiful.

She has brown hair. Styled very similar to my own. Short on sides with longer strands on top. She has heart-shaped face. With dark almond eyes, small nose and lips that curl into this radiating smile that makes my heart skip a beat.

I openly stare at her beautiful figure and notice she lifted her hand towards the man.

And he takes it, smiling back.

I growl.

I don’t know why, but I feel like no one deserves to touch her.

No.

We do. We need to touch her. Nyx growls again.

I can’t describe the feeling. It’s almost like... I’m possessive over her.

You are. My wolf says with slightly less angry tone. She has to be ours.