The Alpha Father's Game

Chapter 20: Training Field

I am sure those son-of-a-b****es are laughing at me and not watching our match.

There are people lining the beige sidewalk and halting their practices to watch Andrew and Lucky. She wanted them to look away instead of making her feel like she was in the spotlight. Their whispered chatter barely reached her ears with the rushing sound in them. Her face was already red from the exertion and the heat of the sun. It was finally shinning today, making her feel hotter during this workout. The other days have been gloomy with clouds making her wish it was like that today, but there was, at least, a cool breeze. Then again, she was sure that she could be hot because of her arousal, which made her need some water.

Star was right about Andrew’s hands, causing her to feel needy for him. The way he had grabbed her to show her each maneuver set her body on fire. And now, she has to try to get out of this hold so it ends.

I told you, go for the nuts.

I’m not blowing him in public!

You do realize that you just admitted to considering giving him a blow job.

“You know how to get out of this hold, Lucky,” Andrew grunted, as encouraging as he could in their position.

Star was snickering at her for not being able to get out of the most embarrassing hold ever! Lucky only growled her response to her wolf, feeling her face turn redder. She wanted out from between this man’s legs that felt like a vice grip on her head. She was sure that her legs felt the same as his. The difference between him and her was that his head was near her mound breathing hot air on it, and her head was between his knees. So, they made a triangle with their bodies, where their hands were grabbing onto each other’s thighs. It was more like her nails were digging into his flesh to pry them apart. He only gripped hers nearly, causing a cramp in her muscles that made her clench her teeth with the pain. No matter how intense it was, she refuses to give up or to let go of him in this hold. She was determined to win.

Punch him in the balls.

I am not doing it. That is just too low.

Punch his inner thighs.

She would rather be walking around and enjoying the sun not sweating her rear off while struggling to get out of a hold. It was better than looking at Andrew’s shorts outlining the length of his d***. It was hardened enough for her to see it clearly, wondering what it would taste like in her mouth. She could not help licking her lips every now and again at the thought, which gave her a tongue full of sweat. It drips off her cheeks and nose, tasting salty. It was almost like tasting his c*m, she thought. That was, at least, what she was told. It made her feel sick with herself. It, also, p***ed her off even more than what she already was today with her mind deluding itself.

And then, there was his bare chest slick with sweat…

Ugh! I am losing my f***ing mind!

“We don’t have all day, Lucky,” Andrew grunted, as she rolled him, tensing her legs tighter around his neck. It brought his breath closer to her mound, making it ache more with him being that close, but she had no choice. She did not want to hear what he had to say or even his voice, deciding to muffle his words which frustrated her more. “I can walk…”

“Shut up!” she snarled.

Lucky woke up in a bad mood because of a dream about Dorran. It caused her core to thump so badly that no amount of cold water stopped it. She even used a spray hose to make her release. Nothing worked in the short time she had to meet Andrew in the hallway to go to the training field. It worsened when she saw him in his shorts and nothing else. His chest looked so yummy and her hands had itched to touch it that she was ready to go back and find a solution to her problem. She didn't, and her problem continued to get worse when he took her through the stretches, exercises, and the running. She hoped that it would burn off her s****l needs before they began sparring. She had no such luck, and it spiked more, making her needier than she had ever thought she could be. Thankfully, she managed to turn her moans into grunts, especially when his hands were on her.

She knew that she should never have listened to her wolf about punishing Dorran like that. Now, it started something in her head that she does not need to listen to while dating these alphas. She wanted to know if Andrew would like her body pressed against him, and if he could make her c*m just like Dorran had done to her. All of this just caused her throbbing to encompass her entire mound and added to the pain she was in now. She was trying to hold it in and keep the other wolves at bay. The sight of his erection says that it was not working.

If you won’t punch his d***, then lick it. Your mind is going into the gutter with these thoughts, anyway.

Her nails dug into his thighs more, feeling the sweet pool under her hands making it sticky. That drew thoughts of how mating him would feel. Would she feel icky between her legs like with her previous boyfriend or would it feel good after they are done? Her teeth grinded, making an awful sound. Her pain became worse between her legs. She did not want to feel what was going to happen next if her wolf did not stop.

Shut up!

What?! It is huge. You’re already imagining suck it and drinking his c*m.

Shut up!

She felt her juices sliding out of her core that thrummed with its readiness. The heat was flaring through her harder, making her body tenser while in Andrew’s clutches. If she orgasms now, the humiliation alone will make her too mortified to come back onto the training ground. And there were a lot of people present to watch their future Luna spar for the first time with the future alpha.

This, though, was not a sparring match. It was learning defensive moves to evade the enemy.

I could give you the image of him touching you.

Don’t!

What!? Your n*****s are so hard right now that it is like he had already groped you. It is like…

“Shut up!"

“I didn’t say anything!” Andrew grunted, confused by her outburst.

She breathed in trying to control her anger, feeling her body vibrate with it. She tried to control her arousal at the same time, too. It did not work. She smelled Andrew’s sweet arousal that called to her body, making it twitch. It was more like a slight jerk letting her know that her orgasm was releasing to his scent that made her nearly drool over it. Images flit through her mind of how he took her through maneuvers and the way his hands made her feel. She could not stop it from happening. A part of her did not want it to stop. Her body was nearly wrung out. She just did not want it to happen in front of everyone.

It would be no different than when her mother, her sister, her so-called friends, or even her boyfriends would humiliate her. She could never catch a break with those people who would pretend to care for her. They would make fun of her for believing that they loved her and called her nasty names. She thought she had a chance to change her life when she became a werewolf. And now, her body and mind are trying to make her life difficult.

A roar ripped out of her, feeling her humiliation turn into anger, while she was feeling the pleasure rip through her body. She cannot let this happen without doing something to protect herself from the wolves that will taunt her. And the pain that would chase her forever in her mind, letting her know how useless and worthless she was. She did not want people to make fun of her or to talk about her behind her back. She did not want anyone to know that she had been overly stimulated to this point where she had no control over her body. It made her feel so weak that she did not realize she had pulled her wolf into her eyes, turning them blue- ice blue.

Another roar ripped out of her, signalling the end of her pleasure. It left her panties wet and her body loosened after the last bit of pulsing stopped in her core. She did not even let herself feel the pleasure entirely, because this should never have happened.

She started to rapidly punch Andrew between the legs the best she could. She was not aiming at any one spot. She just wanted to release the anger that had been stored up over the years. He was the reason she could not hold back her needs, anyway. She found it unfair that her body responded so well to him, too. Her wolf was even encouraging her to fight, and for once, she was letting it happen instead of mildly doing it.

Lucky rolled off Andrew the minute he released her head and came to her hands and knees. She was panting heavily, not realizing that her wolf had roared, again, and not her, this time. It did not matter to her anymore as they were one, in this moment. She could feel how Star was giving her the strength and energy to fight him. She no longer feels worn and breathless from the exertion and orgasm. It was exhilarating with her anger steadily pumping her and focusing on her quarry . Her wolf was aiding her to fight this alpha that had p***ed her off because he was just too d***ed sexy.

“What the…?” Andrew groaned as he rolled to his side and looked at her.

She saw his eyes widen and the sweat coming down in streams on his face that had softened in his worry. She could smell a bit of fear coming from him, but he was an alpha. They learn to stow it away and face the enemy no matter how big they are or how desperate the situation was. They charge in headfirst, willing to sacrifice themselves for the pack. A smile perked her lips that scrunched her nose up, showing her teeth. She had no fangs, yet, except she was sure that it would be super scary to him if she did. She was a newborn who had access to her powers earlier than a normal newborn. It should be the week of the full moon instead of now.

“Let’s play,” Lucky hissed.

Rick Titan

Lucky'scent was luring the pack to look at the training session between her and Andrew. It was like her honey was attracting the bees to her delicious smell that wafted into the air. It was a bit different, though, than her normal. It was like her wolf was connecting with her fully to make her a full-fledged wolf instead of a newborn. She smelled better than before, but it still was not definitive enough for anyone to decipher what it was other than her arousal. And Rick stood mystified with his d*** hardened, watching the sweat trickle down her body. A flash of jealousy filled him that she was with Andrew and not him. He had hoped to intercede with their lessons, at some point. He wanted to put her hands on her body and she to him. It would let her know that he was an alpha, too. He had it all mapped out in his head, but now, he did not think that was going to happen. She looked scary in a beautiful way, which made him wonder if he had lost his mind.

He had gotten up early to go for a run through with one of the warriors, but he got distracted by Andrew and Lucky's training. His brother was running her through defensive maneuvers far earlier than he usually woke for the day. He saw the sheen of sweat on her bare skin and licked his lips in sheer desire. He did not even manage a lap when he could smell her arousal on the air. It should have ticked him off that others could smell her like that, but it did not. He should be mad that Dorran had already gotten a taste of her, too. He was not. Even when she was doing exactly as she was told to get out of each hold, he felt proud that she was doing well. Then, the last hold...

They were locked in something like a triangle for almost a half hour, and she was struggling to get out of it. He wanted to help her, but the gabbing women bad mouthing her stopped him. And then, there were the warriors sexualizing her as they all stood and watched the scene. His wolf and he were ready to unleash hell on those that thought it was okay to laugh about or talk crap about her. The only thing that kept him sane was the mated couple that talked about her determination to win. They were decent to the future Luna, but the others were videoing and making comments to degrade her. That just made him furious.

There was tension in Rick's shoulders. He was ready to fight those gossip mongrels that saw last night’s broadcast on WereTV. He was sure that was what all the jabbing at her was about and not about her skills. She is a newborn that is learning no different than a child of their pack. They should have some decency about them, but no. They wanted to bad mouth her.

“Wow! Could she be any more transparent about her desire for him?”

He heard the gossiping woman say it to another, but he was not looking their way. He sees how tightly Lucky’s thighs are on Andrew’s head, making him want them around his waist. The fact that he was that close to her delicious mound was making him a little jealous and insecure. First, Dorran and now Andrew, he thought feeling his anger starting to escalate. It felt unfair that she was revved up for them and not him. He wanted to be the one that got down her pants, first.

“Son,” Edge called with a chuckle as he eyed his attire over. It was shorts and a sheen of sweat on his muscular body from the short workout. “I take it she did not look your way.”

“I was not trying to gain her attention,” Rick muttered tersely.

“Really,” his father chuckled.

“It is Andrew’s time with her,” Rick explained sharply. “My time will be with her at lunch, I hope.”

“She has not given you a schedule or asked you on a date?” Edge teased with a smile on his lips. “I would have thought that she would have done so by now.”

“It is a man’s duty to ask a woman on a date, Father,” he smirked at him, “as you have taught us. I just wanted to have lunch with her so I could get to know her.”

“Good luck, Brother,” Dorran chuckled at him. Rick nearly leaped and was ready to defend himself. He had to turn his head to him twice, wondering when he had stepped beside him. “You will need it given your wandering hands.”

“I can control myself,” he huffed, offended by his brother’s lack of confidence in him.

“I am sure you can,” Edge agreed halfheartedly.

Rick was starting to get angry with his family for making fun of him for being a womanizer. He knew that most women do not want that sort of man as a mate, but it was not like he had ever had a committed relationship. There was his fated mate, Maria. She put him straight, but when she died, he went back to being a womanizer. He could not take the loneliness he felt without her by his side. She would always have been enough for him and proved it over and over with her s****l skills and willingness to please him. Then, there was the way she was able to deal with the omegas and plan things to ease the stress from him.

Can Lucky do that, too?

He looked at Lucky getting angrier by the second, which made her arousal thicker, yet, on the air. He could feel his erection growing thicker, too, making him yearn to go to her and put that delicious scent out. No one should be smelling it except for him, and maybe, his brothers and father. They are courting her and no one else is, he thought, feeling his possessive side get to him to take a step.

“Grrr.”

His father growled at everyone, silencing them. It also stopped every unmated male from taking a step forward, like he had done. He noticed, though, that Dorran stood still- tense but still. Then, he looked at him, seeing his hands covering his d*** and a wide-eyed, yearning look in his eyes. It almost looked like he went pale from scenting her, but he knew that could not be right. His brother could not be scared of a woman in an aroused state.

Rick looked at his father, seeing that his wolf was already in his eyes. They are red like he was ready to leap onto the field himself and train with her. He could not believe that he would let himself succumb to his needs like that. Since he was little, he had seen how his father could resist a she-wolf in heat. He had never seen him show any kind of weakness, except now, for this woman.

He pinched his lips together and looked back when he heard a roar, thinking it was his brother. Belatedly, he realized that it was Lucky who did it. Her wolf had gained control, making him gasp, especially when he smelled her release in the air. Her wolf should not be this prominent, until the full moon. She should not be able to access any of its powers other than an aura that signifies she is a wolf.

“Father,” Dorran called with a tremor of fear in his voice that jerked Rick’s attention. “We need to stop this. I do not think she is handling it well.”

“She’s fine,” Rick scoffed.

“I agree,” Edge snorted. “She is just angry that she cannot get…”

Another roar ripped out of her before she started punching Andrew rapidly like she had her wolf. It was at a speed that made him flinch while others cried out their shock. A few unmated males began to pant their lust from her scent. He wanted to join them while smelling that delicious scent. It had his d***, throbbing, but he felt too much for his brother. He knows from experience that it hurts. Andrew will need ice before eating his breakfast.

Lucky rolled and got to her hands and knees with Andrew slowly following after her. He said something, but Rick’s eyes were on her, noticing something different about her. It was not the grass stained on her skin and clothes nor was it her messy hair that had fallen out of its ponytail. The sheen of sweat on her skin made her seem to glow a bit. He was sure, though, that it was from the workout. He could not figure out what was bothering him about her appearance until she roared, again.

Rick felt Lucky’s full aura exude out instead of just being there. It was not like anything he had felt from anyone who was gaining their wolf. She usually exuded her human counterpart's aura, like the other day where she sent calm waves to everyone. This one was the wolf’s aura that felt like a full-grown wolf that stated who and what she was. It made his jaw drop while freezing him to the spot that she was of high status. She was somewhere between an Alpha and a Luna, maybe a beta. He turned his head, wanting to see what his father and brother were thinking, but he could not look away from her. She was magnificent with it wrapped around her like a glove while starting to fight Andrew.

Lucky leaped at his brother, who threw her off him before she landed a blow. She managed to land on her feet and glared at him with those eyes that reminded him of pictures of the Arctic. They were the bluest he had ever seen even of any body of water. They made him want to shiver with pleasure while fear slithered in him. She looked frightening with her nose snarled and anger coursing through her to look bigger than the small woman she was. She began rushing at Andrew to throw a punch that he successfully dodged by rolling, but she was quicker and turned her other fist to where he stopped. The blow landed on his cheek, knocking him back a couple steps, drawing his appreciation of her higher.

Rick’s elation stopped when he heard Dorran’s voice, again, sounding frightened.

“Father, she is a newborn. Her powers were already drained when she tried to calm you down. This will drain her, too, or they’ll stop, and Andrew will hurt her with a punch.”

His elation shifted to worry, knowing that his brother was right. The reminder of Lucky’s status as a newborn made him feel his heart leap into his throat. It did not matter that she alternated kicks and punches like she knew how to do karate. Even if she kicked Andrew in the chin and knocked him onto his back, she would have the same problem when her energy drains.

Will her wolf survive this time?

“I’ll stop her,” Edge chuckled good-naturedly and walked away.

He sauntered onto the field, drawing daggered stares his way from most of the unmated males in the pack. He even pulled a little on his suit jacket with a cocky smile on his lips. There was a sway to his steps while he extended his aura, aiming right for Lucky. Rick wanted to shake his head, getting a gut feeling that his father was going to flounder.

Then, he felt Dorran’s aura extend out and turned to see him stepping forward. There was a resolute look in his eyes that almost shocked him. His brother hardly ever looks like that. It was almost like he was prepared to go to his death or do something he really stupid that he did not want to do. His brows rose, wondering what was going on in his mind, but in the next second, air whooshed around everyone. He jerked his head to Lucky, who started to screech and growl as Dorran picked her up by the waist. Then, he rushes away.

Rick's jaw dropped for the second time as he looked in the direction that they were heading- the packhouse.

“What the hell is he up to?” Rick said out loud and confused.