13. Chaos
2078 Words
Aleida POV
At first, everything goes well; everyone finds a partner, even me. Lucas immediately comes up to me and asks if I can imagine sparring with him; I accept, of course. We stand in our positions, and I take adequate time to examine his movements.
Although he is a newborn vampire, he knows how to move and is good at determining what strengths I have. Probably he is a boxer, wrestler, or something similar in essence, i.e., before he was turned. No average person has this knowledge of their own and other people's bodies, unless you are trained.
It's fun to spar with him, and he smiles every time he gets a blow to my body. However, I notice that the longer we spar, the more his eyes begin to change color; he is about to lose control. When I get a perfect blow to his ribs, his eyes change color completely, and he attacks.
I don't want to have to shift, but I don't have a choice. It only takes a second for me, and I roar so that the whole forest shakes when I throw myself at him. He is not prepared for my reaction, and I take this opportunity to take over the situation. I grab his neck and push him up against the wall of the house. I show my teeth.
Lucas throws himself back and forth in an attempt to get loose, but I won't allow it. Only when he calms down and regains control do I put him back on the ground. He looks ashamed and has tears in his eyes. I knew it wouldn't take long before something like this happened, hence the training.
I just wasn't prepared for it to be me who would spar with an insecure newborn. There is no anger, and I am not disappointed either, such things we will experience more times neither we want or not. I shift back and notice that all the training has stopped abruptly.
"This, my dear friends, is the reason why training is important. I am in control of my hybrid, but next time it is not certain that your opponent is someone who possesses the very same control. You must train yourself to control your power instincts, especially when it comes to another race. I'm fifty-fifty, which also makes my training more difficult but, at the same time, more mastered. From today you train every day, " I say and start walking towards the packhouse. "And a warning to all of you, never try to force me to submit, because it simply will not happen."
I wave Blake, Lucas, and Luis to follow me. Both vampires find it hard to avoid looking at my naked body, and I laugh at their reaction. It is as expected for us werewolves to show us naked as it is to show us with clothes. But other breeds do not have the same problem because they do not shift.
The men follow me into my office and sit down while I pick out a shirt to put on. When I'm obscured, I sit down in my office chair and look at them. Not with contempt or anything like that, preferably with understanding. It's psychologically hard not to be able to control yourself; I, if anyone should know.
"Lucas, what happened?" I ask softly and look at him.
"I don't know, one moment everything was okay, and I had fun," he says, then looks down at his hands he has on his lap. "Then I began to hear your blood, and the thought of how it tasted began to spin. I lost control."
"Well, thank you. I noticed. You have to understand that there is not a possibility in the world that you could take me, you know that, right?" I ask, and he nods. "I'm not one hundred percent in control yet, and honestly, I could have killed you in an instant. You need to train harder."
"Forgive me."
"You are forgiven, but from today you train twice a day," I say, and he nods again. "Blake, can you imagine spending a few hours each day helping Lucas?"
"Of course, we'll figure it out, buddy," Blake replies, smiling, patting Lucas on the shoulder.
"Well, that's all, gentlemen," I say in a tone that shows they can go while I pick up my documents that need to be completed.
Blake and Lucas leave the room while Luis is hanging around. I can see him in the corner of my eye, and he swings a little on his feet. He has something to say, but obviously does not know what to say. I put down the paper with a sigh and look up at him.
"Out with it, Luis," I say.
"Alpha Paul asked me to let you know that he would like help with the training."
"Okay, what's the problem with that? There is no reason for you to get nervous about it."
"He wants you to come today."
"There is no problem, I immediately pack," I answer and get up.
"I didn't think you wanted to leave the pack now that this situation has arisen," he says uncertainly.
"Luis, if there's someone I can trust to keep the pack in check, then it's you," I respond, smiling and walk towards the door. "Besides, you have our possible gamma to help you."
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I drive towards our neighboring territory and listen to "My oh my" at the highest volume. My leather imitation pants sit tight perfectly around my thick thighs, not because I dress to neither make anyone else horny nor to impress; I simply enjoy my pants and my belly shirt.
Just because I'm a mother of five doesn't automatically mean I have to dress like a nun. I will never stop dressing in the clothes I feel stylish in; it does not matter if I am twenty-five or a hundred-five; it is my goddamn right to dress as I want.
To explain what I mean by my outfit, I'll give you a detailed description. As I said, I have my leather pants, a white belly shirt, black mocha pumps, curly hair, false eyelashes, and other makeup. In short, I am stylish and thrive in my own style. If anyone has a problem with it, it's their thing and not mine.
It also applies to those of you who read this; there will never be anyone who has the right to decide how you should dress or what makeup you should choose to use. Let them whine and walk with your heads high like the princess you are, darling.
I slow down when I'm just outside the territory, and the warriors I've met the last few times come up outside my car. Without arguing, I climb out and amuse them as their faces light up with both lust and recognition. My warriors growl loudly at them, yes, I brought my own wolves.
"Boys, has this become our thing that you should harass me every time I come to visit?" I ask and laugh.
One of them nods his head after the mindlink is over as he had a second earlier. I climb into the car again and change the song to "Dangerous woman" just to tease them. They look at me, and I wink at them with an amused smile before I drive away.
I see the packhouse in the distance and drive slowly so as not to cause even more trouble. My guards run next to the car and growl at anyone who gets too close. I stop the car and climb out to be greeted by alpha Paul. The wolf cubs whines in the back seat, and I open the door.
You're confused, I guess? I'll explain; it didn't feel right to leave the puppies behind when I just found them. Plus, they're big enough to go on adventures, but best of all, how loyal they are to me and no one else. They're like my dogs, growling at anyone who gets too close.
"Shift," I tell my guards, and they do it immediately before I turn towards Paul. "Alpha Paul, nice to see you again."
"The same, queen," he says, bowing. "I see you have two new partners. Real wolves if I'm not mistaken?"
"That's alright, don't try to pet them though; their loyalty lies solely with me," I say, smiling.
"Thank you for being able to come so quickly; the warriors train in the back of the house. Let me show you the way, " he says, and I slowly follow him with the wolves at my sides.
Over fifty male warriors spar with each other, and they are good, but there is always room for improvement. None of them notice us, and that's the point. Not everyone knows the power I have, and I want to f**k around a little. I bow to Paul's ear and whisper;
"Don't tell them who I am yet; I want to see them sweat a little."
Paul laughs a little and shakes his head amused. He whistles soundly, and all the warriors stop immediately; Okay, they are loyal to their alpha but are they that to their queen? The warriors line up and look at me with disdain; as I mentioned earlier, equality in our society is a joke.
"Members, today we have been visited by the one who will train you for the next two weeks," says Paul audibly, and they laugh in response.
They look at me, "aw little girl, what can you do?". Paul is about to growl and clarify my dominance, but I put up my hand to interrupt him. He backs away and stands with my warriors, who are amused that these men do not realize who I am.
"Hey, boys," I start and go back and forth in front of them. "As alpha Paul just mentioned, I'm training you these two weeks. I don't expect much from you; only respect and obedience."
"Who the hell are you to expect anything from us?" one of them exclaims angrily.
I don't hesitate for a second but am in front of him in a second and turn his arm in a police grip behind his back. He lands on his stomach, and I sit down comfortably on him. My warriors are laughing, and Paul is laughing.
"Thanks for the seat, buddy," I say, laughing before getting up again. "If there is someone else of you who is unsure or doubts that I know what I am doing, stretch up a hand."
About ten people do, and I pick out two of them who will be allowed to attack simultaneously. I nod, grinning at them, and they attack, ten seconds it takes to throw them both into the ground. My laughter echoes across the area, and the men look angry.
"Who the hell are you?" growls the first man I sat on, and this time Paul comes forward to introduce me.
"Maybe it's time for me to introduce our important guest. I want you to welcome Aleida Mendez, alpha over the blood fangs pack, our queen and the only living hybrid," he says, and all the men look surprised.
"Let me guess; no one thought that the strongest creature alive is a woman. Well, there's not much more to say than you thought wrong," I laugh and whistle at the wolves that follow me right away. "Oh, by the way. We're going to get those sexist thoughts out of your heads tomorrow, gentlemen. Your usual training will feel like a walk in the park."
Paul scolds his members while I stroll towards the packhouse. He comes up next to me a minute later and looks worried, as if I'm going to tear him to pieces just because his warriors are naive. I smile softly at him.
"I will do nothing to neither you nor your warriors, alpha, I promise. Perhaps, the only thing is that I have to kick their asses during the training," I say and wink.
"Don't worry, queen," he replies, laughing. "I'm actually looking forward to it."
A/N:
Hello everyone!
So the wolves are going to get some real hard training.
* Do you think they'll be able to finish it?
* Do you like Aleida and her personality?
* What do you think about the whole Lucas problem, will he get control?
* What did you think about the chapter?
Please let me know your thoughts! Lots of love<3
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