Dean's POV:
I watched as my little mate took her position opposite me to fight me in arm wrestling. It amused me, but she looked too cute to say no to.
We locked our arms, her eyes dark showing Dahlia in front, she thinks her wolf is enough to beat me. But I obliged, to humour her.
We got into position and Darius started counting to start at 3..2..1!
I just stayed still, wanting to see what this little thing could do. She pressed her hand to mine, it was so soft like a touch of a feather and I felt no weight under it while I could see her giving her full into it.
It amazed me how soft and pure she is, how can she protect herself with soft hands like this? Maybe we should train her to battle
But training her means, she'll have to attend war alongside us and I don't want that, I never
