Maxim POV
She dusts off her clothes casually, while my father is still on the ground catching his breath. She then moves over to my dad, offering him her hand to stand up with a polite smile. I cringe thinking of how this could possibly go down. He should be thrilled that we have such an amazing fighter in our pack, and he is the most easygoing Alpha I know, but he is still an Alpha. And losing to a 17-year-old beta female would be a bruise to his ego.
My legs have found their purpose again, and soon I am standing next to them, ready to intervene when necessary. Thankfully, my father doesn’t seem to take too much offense. He grabs Athena’s hand, grumbling while he does so, with a barely noticeable smile on his face. But I caught it. Thank the goddess.
“Are you OK, Alpha?”. Athena asks
