After their spar, A felt her legs bing stiff and stepped back from Damon so she could stretch out on the ground.


    "Good job today," Damon praised in a mind-link.


    "At getting my ass kicked?" A retorted yfully. She knew she couldn''t actually take Damon on, although she felt pretty good about herself fornding a few blows and blocking his for five hours.


    FIVE HOURS!


    She never dreamed of being able to train for so long. Although, her body was screaming at her now and demanding a minimum of five tes worth of food.


    Damon chuckled, "Yousted the whole session. And done better than anyone else I have sparred against." A looked up at him from her position on the ground as she stretched her hamstrings, "But don''t let it go to your head," He winked at her before squatting by the side of her and cing a quick kiss on her cheek.


    Even with a little kiss like that, she felt the sparks surging through her as her gaze lingered on him; her chest started to rise and fall quicker, simultaneously with his.


    "Fuck," He growled; his eyes darkened as his face drew closer to hers. A closed her eyes, ready for him to possess her mouth, but all she felt was his warm breath tickling her skin. Opening her eyes again, she saw him inhale deeply and bring his head back and sighed, "I have work to do."


    "Maybe, I can help you some time.." She said in a low sultry voice.


    "I won''t bore you with the paperwork," He replied dryly.


    A cracked a smile and held back augh as Damon did not catch on to her innuendo.


    "I think I can find other ways to help relieve you from your stress," She tried again. Damon''s eyes locked with hers, with a slight frown forming on his face. So, to make herself clearer, she grazed her hand against his chest and trailed it down his defined abs, stopping only at his waistband while leaving a few kisses and a bite along his neck.


    He stilled and looked back at her in excitement, "Oh. Yes, maybe you can help me."


    He pulled away again, but this time his eyes zed over, indicating he was in a mind-link. After a few minutes, A sat cross-legged in front of Damon when he returned to focusing on her.


    "Shit. Raincheck?" He growled.


    "Hey, it''s your loss. I can just go sleep on the couch now," A joked.


    Damon growled back in frustration before grabbing her face and kissing her on the lips, and leaving abruptly. Her lips were still puckered as he stormed off, hands fisted by his side.


    Hmmm, I think he just bruised my lips…


    "Don''t bete for the pack meeting," He mind-linked her; she rxed her lips and watched his retreating form, rolling her eyes at hismand.


    "Yes, boss", She saluted.


    "Alpha," He snapped back. She cracked a smile at his response.


    A went to shower, ate A LOT of food and rxed in the living room for the rest of the day. Chiara and Nairi came into the room to see A lying down on one couch, sideways with a nket over her, Ajax on another couch with his nket, and Finn chilling in a bean bag, slurping on a smoothie while they watched ''Van Helsing''.


    "I see your training session went well with Alpha Damon today?" Chiara smirked as she sat down on the couch and lifted A''s feet, cing them on herp.


    A yawned, "Hmm, I am ck and blue now. I won''t be able to move for a week!"


    "You have training tomorrow," Chiara pointed out, and after seeing A''s grimace, she quickly added, "with me. Like usual."


    A rxed after hearing her words; Chiara was still a challenging opponent, but after today''s session with Damon, she would quite happily be beaten by her instead.


    Nairi giggled and sat in one of the armchairs, "Why are you watching Van Helsing? It doesn''t show werewolves in a great light you know.."


    "At least it has werewolves! There are no shapeshifters in this.." Ajaxined.


    "Yeah, but it''s a ssic. Plus, Hugh Jackman is rocking that haircut," A replied as she sunk her head back down into her pillow.


    Finn chuckled, "You really do have a thing for long-haired men."


    "I''m settled only on one long-haired man," Malia drooled.


    A pouted and replied to Malia, "I like something to grab onto."


    "Oh, there are plenty of other things to grab onto.." Malia snickered. A bit her lip and didn''t respond to her dirty-minded wolf.


    "There''s nothing wrong with a man with longer than average hair," A replied aloud.


    "Maybe I should have kept my hair long," Ajax piped up.


    "No, you done well to cut it all off. Your castaway look was just depressing," Finn smirked, causing Ajax to ce his hand on his chest and gasp.


    "I''ll have you know I look good in almost anything!" Ajax eximed as he tilted his chin up.


    "You weren''t rocking that beard well either," Finn retorted.


    While Ajax and Finn continued debating about Ajax'' looks, Chiara nudged A for her attention.


    "You should be getting ready," Chiara criticised.


    "Ready?" A snapped her head towards Chiara after watching the guys in their typical daily debates.


    "The meeting.. it''s quite an important one. You should get out of your pyjamas and get changed."


    A looked down at the top and leggings she wore. Were her clothes that basic andfortable that they looked like pyjamas? Or was it because she was lying down with a nket on her?


    "What should I wear?" She queried; Chiara looked at her with a nk expression and was saved by Nairi, who sat down on the armrest near A''s head.


    "How about I help you get ready? I''m bound to find the perfect outfit for you," She suggested.


    A looked up and beamed at her, "You are the best, Nairi! Seriously, I have no idea about these meetings. But please… no heels?"


    Nairi sighed and shook her head before raking her fingers through her curly hair, "Honey, someday I will have you in a pair of heels.. Not today though, it''s only a pack meeting."


    A scrambled up from the couch, following behind Nairi, who briskly walked away from the living room.


    "What should I wear? Is a suit too much?" A heard Ajax speak up from behind her and chuckled at his question.


    "Please do not tell me you used A''s card to buy yourself a suit!?" Finn asked in astonishment.


    "Ajax, you''re not a werewolf and a guest to this pack. I''m sorry, but you can''te to the meeting." Chiara said coldly.


    "What!? That''s ridiculous…"


    Ajax''s voice trailed off as A walked down another hallway that led back to the bifurcated stairs at the front of the mansion. Once she was in her room, Nairi went through her clothes and ced white skinny jeans, tanned pointed heels, and a light blue halter neck top onto the bed, along with some golden dangling earrings that screamed expensive. Normally, A stuck to ck only, but she epted Nairi''s help, and that was her choice.


    "I thought you said no heels!?" A crossed her arms and pouted at the choice.