“Satisfactory.” I desire you to expedite your pace. I request that all of you form pairs. Alternate turns, ensuring that all three manoeuvres are executed, so that neither party anticipates the subsequent action. I require you to be expedient. Your speed directly enhances the efficacy of your counterattack,” she asserts with conviction. “One can overcome individuals who possess greater physical strength by predicting their subsequent actions,” she adds. I cannot refrain from smiling at my companion. My warriors are well cared for under Celine’s supervision. I observe the women as they begin to implement their new lessons.
“Ought you not to be training your warriors, Alpha?”She elevates her eyebrows with a smirk and approaches.
“I merely wished to ascertain the situation,” I replied with a smile.
She bestows a brief kiss upon me, stating, “Commence your work,” with a chuckle.
“Execute that manoeuvre with me?” I wish to ascertain whether your technique is effective against me; I am intrigued to determine if I possess sufficient speed and strength to undermine her trick.
“Understood, but vary it so that I remain uncertain of what to anticipate,” she smiles.
Everyone ends up abandoning their training to watch us, but I can’t blame them. We ran through all three moves twice, and she was able to get out of the wrestling move for all of them. She’s really quick. Everyone is really proud of her right now, especially me.
Next is the advanced class for men and women. The class consists of about 30 people. A lot smaller than the last class, which had about 500 people between the men and women. This has been my favourite class since Celine got here. I love working closely with her. She works really hard, and never slacks off. There’s never any ego from her, and she’s hungry to learn. I love that about her. She’s like a sponge too, she soaks up everything I throw at her.
She has learned even more since she got here, and she is always impressing me.
She thought beating Claire was a fluke, but it wasn’t. She possesses superior speed and enhanced instincts. I admire her strength and fighting prowess, yet I detest the notion of her having to employ it. In this conflict, she is not engaging. She is unaware, but I will not permit it. She may be displeased, but I am indifferent. If anything were to occur to her, I would perish. I cannot exist without her.
Cohen’s Perspective
The day has been prolonged, and the preceding weeks have been somewhat stressful due to uncertainty. Anticipating the inevitability of war, yet uncertain about its timing or the number of adversaries we will confront. I am optimistic that Tim will reconsider his decision. I have attempted to make contact, but he is disinterested in conversing with me. Numerous individuals have approached me and proposed that we assault them. Their group consists of merely 300 individuals, yet I am optimistic that we can circumvent a confrontation entirely. The majority of his group consists of innocent individuals. Attacking him after the assassination of his son only perpetuates the falsehoods he is disseminating about me. He desires individuals to fear me. I have no intention of harming or assaulting anyone without justification. I recognise that Derrick was his son, and he loves him despite his flaws, but how can he justifiably blame me?
How many men could witness what I observed and refrain from killing the scoundrel, especially an Alpha? I have contacted several packs and attempted to articulate my perspective. A significant number of Alphas refused to accept my call. Some of them behaved as though they were unaware of any information regarding it. I have communicated with several individuals who expressed their willingness not only to refrain from opposing Alpha Johnson but also to support me in combat if necessary.
I am beginning to question whether he was aware of his son’s identity as well. Why was it necessary for him to secure a mate prior to ascending to the position of Alpha? Did they anticipate it would improve his condition? Alternatively, a Luna might be capable of monitoring him. Regardless, he did not locate his mate as he remained mateless. He has no she-wolf available to him. He was not fated to be with anyone.
Upon opening my front door, I am greeted by the aroma of something delectable being prepared. I enter the kitchen and observe my daughters occupied at the counter. “Father!”Alyssa emits a squeal, prompting me to embrace her, followed by a kiss for Celine.
What project are you currently engaged in?I enquire of Alyssa.
“Excellent!” What is this, darling?I enquire, Celine.
“The dessert is brownie cherry cheesecake,” she replies. I lament at the mere contemplation of its impending deliciousness.
What is being prepared? It has a pleasant aroma.”
“I will prepare homemade dinner rolls, chilli, and a salad.” I have invited your parents; they are expected to arrive in approximately thirty minutes.
She appears to have a strong rapport with my parents. Celine and Alyssa visit for dinner several times a week, and they occasionally come over in the afternoon while I am working. The girls appear to have elicited a tenderness in my mother that I have not previously observed.
