“Wolf form,” Derrick demands, smirking. This douche thinks he is being so slick by suggesting this type of fighting. Me fighting her in my wolf's form is insanely dangerous for her, especially considering she doesn’t have a wolf.
“Agreed.” She says quicker than I can decline. I glance at Ali, disappointed in her quick agreement, but she just smiles.
“To the center, Alpha,” she says as she saunters away from me.
“Damn it,” I mutter, following behind her. I know she is a formidable fighter and has an extremely high pain tolerance, but I’m certain I can beat her. Admittedly, I may be lax when it comes to training my warriors, but it is because I know my skills are enough in most situations to keep them safe.
I remove my shirt, not wanting to rip it, and look down at my pants. These ar
