Barbaric Alpha Prince & His Mate

Chapter 3

Trinity was covered in sweat as she finished her training with Zero. It was quite productive. He was becoming more efficient in his skills.

Zero had begged Trinity to train him. He had seen her training with some of the other fighters and knew she would be able to help him not only improve his fighting abilities, but also stop him from getting picked on in school.

He was barely 18 and was constantly bullied at school for being weird. Girls were all over him, but he showed no interest. It made the girls mad and the guys hate him.

Trinity refused to train him until she saw him one day. He was in the park and some of the guys from the high school were throwing eggs at him. Zero was so timid, he wouldn't fight back. Standing there and taking it, unable to protect himself.

Since then, she had been hard on him, but he was the best now. Once he started winning fights, the bullies found others to pick on.

Picking someone who can shove your own teeth down your throat no longer seemed like a viable option.

Trinity was deep into taking a shower when she felt hands sliding down her body. Opening her eyes, she found Jayson standing before her. He was naked and his c*ck was at attention.

Smiling, she turned around as he moved his hands around her body. Bringing his fingers down her body and between her hot core.

Gently rubbing her nub, she leaned her head back as pleasure ran through her body like electricity. Her moans soon filled the space. Feeling warmth run up her body. Her org*sm nearing.

Gliding his fingers into her core, Jayson pumped in and out of her drenched core. Org*sm ripping through her body. A loud moan signaled her satisfaction. Removing his fingers, he bent her over and slammed in and out of her body. Their grunts and moans filled the room. Jayson finished on her back. The hot water chased away his seed. Trinity turned back around to find Jayson taking a shower under the shower head across from her.

"You're in a good mood." Her smile was bright.

"I am. Valentino and Axon are going fighting in a few days. At first, I didn't think Valentino had a chance, but he is proving me wrong so far. He's finally taking his training seriously."

Pumping soap into his hands and rubbing it into his hair.

"I bet you want me to say you called it?" Trinity was rubbing soap along her body as the water continued to cascade down her back.

" I did tell you. He has promise. If I had taken your advice, I wouldn't have given the guy a chance." He chucked at the sour look on Trinity's face.

"I'm not perfect, but I'm close enough."

Shutting the water off, Trinity stepped out, grabbing her teal towel from the rack.

"Close enough." She heard Jayson yell. A laugh fell from her lips.

Drying off and getting dressed, she headed out of the locker room.

A new group of girls were standing at the front of the building watching as two fighters sparred together.

"Trinty, I'm starving!" Her wolf, whined.

Rolling her eyes, she responded, "You're always hungry after training and I always feed you, don't I?"

"Yes. What's for dinner today?" Her voice was full of hope.

"Huge a*s steak, loaded baked potato, and a side salad." Just imagine it had Trinity's mouth watering.

A few buildings down, there was a mom and pop restaurant owned by one of the pack members. They were good people, always treating Trinity kindly. Since she was a little girl, she has been coming here. She ate there so often, she barely kept any food at her house. The doorbell attached to the top of the door gave the familiar jingle as she walked in.

"Afternoon, Trinity, what will it be today?" The little old lady asked.

Trinity relayed her order as she took a seat at their bar.

"What to drink for you dear?" The woman asks.

"Bourbon."

"One or two?"

Trinity holds up two fingers as she watches the large flat screen on the wall. The hosts on the show are discussing the upcoming fights.

Once the topic has been explored, they move onto other topics, losing Trinity's attention in doing so.

The old restaurant owner walks up to Trinity and gives her the bourbon she had ordered, followed by a cup of black coffee.

Knowing her well enough, coffee always came after the bourbon. Steam rose from the cup in waves.

"Thanks Chuck." She gave him a quick head nod.

Picking up the bourbon and placing the cup on her lips. She was just reading one of the fliers on the wall when a large man pumps into her elbow. Nearly spilling the sweet liquid.

"Sorry." The man didn't even look at her.

Trinity looks up to see he isn't paying attention to what's around him. Instead, he was focused on a girl sitting in the booth 20 feet in front of where Trinity sat.

The most unsurprising thing happened. He proclaimed she was his mate. She got all mushy gushy, and they ended up leaving together. Rolling her eyes, she continued to consume her alcohol.

"Food up!" The cook yelled from the kitchen.

Chuck moved forward and grabbed the plate. It was Trinity's meal.

Everything was made to perfection. The steak was bloody, and the baked potato was loaded with butter, sour cream, chives, and shredded brisket.

Slowly, Trinity consumed her food. Savoring each flavor as it came across her tongue. Finishing her meal, she laid down $20 and headed out the door.

Night had fallen and it was dark. The streetlights lining the roads were alive and revealing the decreasing busyness of the road.

Walking down the sidewalk, she headed into her house. Opening the windows, she felt the air around her shift. Cycling out the stale air with the fresh outdoors. Turning on a movie, she sat down to relax and watch it.