Chapter 14

Anger is a feeling that I am experiencing right now. My blood boiling on the inside, making my skin redder. My eyes are comletely pitch black out of rage and I don't know if I'll be able to control my inner wolf for much longer. We went to the Alpha and questioned him why there was a beartrap in the forest. He said that they had put them out because of the recent rouge attacks. He then said that it was my fault that I'd stepped into it and that I should've been more carefull. That was when my temper dropped and I left his house. He hadn't taken me seriously when I asked him about the trap. He had just laugh a little and ignored me. He must know that it's me.... I'm standing in the hallway getting ready to head out to the training. My thoughts about the trap and how the Alpha handled the situation is flying around hysterically in my head, making me slightly dizzy. I glanze up at the watch and it's quarter to eight. The training should've started for an hour ago, but since there was a situation that I needed to be handle, we'll start later today. I grab my black cap and place it upon my head, adjusting it to sit still there. Before I went down to the hallway I changed my clothes and I'm currently wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a black hoodie. I walk out of the big pack house or should I call it pack mansion? The weather has changed since my morning run. It's cloudy and I think it's about to rain, but that isn't going to stop me from training the pack. My feet touch the green gras and I take in a few deep breaths, breathing in the humid air through my nose. I can hear how people start to gather down by the big training field. When I get down to where everybody is gathered they turn around to look at me. I eye them suspiciously from the corner of my eye and then I turn around and face them. They all look quite tired and exhausted. Some of them yawn and some are having a hard time keeping their eyes open. "Okay guys! Line up, I want eight lines. Men and female separated" I yell out and people start to form lines, standing straight and looking forward. I begin to walk between the lines, eyeing everybody from toes to head. Some are more muscular than others and a few people are very small and thin. I don't think these werewolves have gotten so much training. I've made it between six lines when I hear footsteps coming our way. I turn around quickly and I see four guys coming running down the field, panting hysterically. When they see that all of their pack members are lined up their eyes widen. They start to jog over to the lines, when they are about to step into the lines I walk up infront of the pack members. "I will not tolerate this behavior from some of you" I speak out loud, getting everybody's attention. "I came here to train you" I say pointing my index finger at them." And make fighters out of you, but some of you doesn't seem so intrested in that" I continue lowering my finger and I begin to walk over to where one of the guys who came late are standing. He's staring straight forward, not wanting to make eye contact with me. His golden brown hair moves when the wind hits his face, he doesn't flinch at the wind brushing against his face. I grab him by his ear and lead him to the front, he whimpers quietly as my nail goes deeper into his earlobe. I let go of his ear and he stands straight up, grabing his ear in his hand. Some blood trickles down his hand and he looks at me with rage with his pitch black eyes. "Today, we'll start of by a easy training" I say to the pack members in front of me. "You'll run ten rounds around the territory and then I'll show you what you'll be doing afterwards" I speak and clap my hands togehter. I gesture for them to start running, but their standing completely still and staring at something beside me. I shift me gaze beside me and the guy from before isn't there anymore. Now, there's a golden brown wolf standing there staring at me with his black eyes. I shift my body around so that I'm facing him. He growls and charges at me. The wolf jumps up in the air and aims for my neck, but I dodge him steping aside, letting him fall down on the ground behind me. He gets up on his feet and turns around. His breathing is uneven and some white drool runs down his cheek. It doesn't take more then a few seconds before he lunge at me aiming for my neck again, but this time I don't dodge him. Instead I grab him by his neck and throw him down on the ground, making the ground under us vibrate. I roll him over onto his stomach and sit on his back. He moves under me and I garb his ear, pinching it. He starts to whine and whimper under me. I sling my arm around his neck and tighten the grip. "Submis" I command and his wolf starts to crawl under me. He doesn't listen to me. Why does males have to be so stubborn?! I tighten my grip around his neck, reducing his oxygen. "Submis" I command again, but this time with a stricter voice. His wolf goes limp under me and his breathing is even. "Shift" I say into his ear and soon I'm crouching over a naked man. His entire body is shaking and his skin is covered in sweat. I jog over to one of the guys that are standing in the lines and command him for his hoodie. He gives me it and I walk back to him and tell the others to start running. I crouch down to his level and hand him the big hoodie. He grabs the hoodie and puts it on. A loud growl breaks the silence and I look up and see that Rudy is standing their with my pack behind him. Why did he growl?