3 months Later
Andrei
Sage lurches forward as I grip her fist like I expect as she tries to punch me. She turns underneath my arm, her smile not slipping as she tries to get out of my grip.
Her eyes are sparkling and I see her intentions a moment too late as her foot connects with the back of my knee, making me jerk forward onto one knee.
She jumps on my back, her arms lock around my neck in a chokehold, holding my hand on her wrist as she effectively chokes me with my arm. I let go of her wrist, but her legs wrap around my waist, and she crosses her ankles, her arms lock tightly, restricting my airways.
Zane laughs as he watches, telling her to hold on. I grip her thighs, knowing she is ticklish, and she falters. Her laugh is like music to my ears.
“That’s cheating!” she shrieks, her grip loosening as she struggles not to let go.
“No rules in a street fight,” I taunt.
“I doubt someone she is fighting will try to tickle her,” Zane interjects as she clings to me.
Her legs unwrap from my waist, but still she refuses to let go. Instead, she drops backward on her knees, and I reach around, trying to get to her ribs, knowing she is most ticklish there. She shrieks as my fingers dig into her sides, her arms let go, and I laugh, standing back up in triumph.
“You definitely cheated, Alpha, she would have had you,” Vince laughs, watching.
“Still do,” Sage laughs, making me turn around to see her leg sweep out at the last second whipping my feet from under me as I hit the ground on my back.
“Ha, didn’t see that one coming,” Donnie laughs in my head as she pounces on me, but she always knows she is at a disadvantage when she is on top.
Sage is too light and easy to toss off as she tries to lock her legs around my arm, but I sink my teeth into her thigh.
“No cheating!” she shrieks as I yank my arm, lifting her body off the ground before hitting the ground.
“It’s not cheating,” I defend, escaping her easily when her legs let go of my arm.
I move quickly, pinning her on her stomach as she tries to get away from me. Sage is getting stronger, quicker, and more confident in training, yet she is still easily taken down by Vince, Casen, and Zane.
She is more reluctant to train with them. I wouldn’t get mad if she hurt me, not that they would either. We encourage her to, but she is always wary, though she fits into the pack nicely and knows everyone by name.
Sage has even gone running with most of the pack or occasionally does border patrols with Malik and Zane, but only close to the borders, never on the front lines. None of them wants to risk her, and she is hesitant to be that far from home.
Her breathing is hard as I press down on her before laughingly pulling her arm behind her back. She growls at me before throwing her head back, and I grunt as her head connects with my cheek, making me let go before she rolls slightly, her elbow smashes into my ribs before I manage to pin her again. She is running out of steam, and she slumps on the ground, giving up.
“You done, love?” I chuckle.
“I will get you eventually,” she taunts.
“I hope so,” I answer, leaning down and kissing her cheek. Then, I raise up, allowing her to move.
“Ah, if you start making out, I am out of here,” Casen shudders, getting to his feet and tapping Vince’s shoulder to follow.
They both walk off, leaving only Zane. Zane laughs at their retreating figures before they start racing and shoving each other. I laugh at their presence, Sage gently chuckles as she watches them before looking up at me, and I press my lips to hers before biting her bottom lip.
“Why do you do it?” Donnie whines as my cock twitches to life in my shorts before moving and hopping off her when she tenses, also feeling my arousal.
I let her up before helping her pull the twigs and grass from her hair with Zane’s help. Her scent gets to me. I love training with her, but it is punishing as well. Her closeness always affects me, but besides kissing, she is still uncomfortable with touch unless we are sparing.
“Go shower, Luna, or do you want to head to the strawberry patches first?” Zane asks her.
“Strawberry patches,” she agrees, snatching the water bottle off the grass.
Zane stands, loops his arm through hers and tugs her toward the patches. He looks over his shoulder at me as I follow after them. He smirks, shaking his head at my raging boner.
“Go have a shower, Alpha you can rub the skin off it,” Zane laughs through the link.
“Fuck you!” I tell him, adjusting myself in my shorts.
“Hard pass, I am not that desperate yet,” Zane laughs, and I roll my eyes at him.
He always loves taunting me after training, knowing how worked up I get with her pressed against me. It is getting harder and harder to deal with.
Donnie wants to mark and mate her, but it is like rebuilding trust since Lior. She knows she is safe with me, but Zane told me he overheard her talking to Casen when he asked her why she still hadn’t let me mark her.
He said Sage is worried that as soon as I do, I would go back to killing rogues because she wouldn’t be able to leave.
I haven’t killed any, but I also stay away from the borders to steer clear of temptation. Sage can feel that through the bond and knows how hard it is for me to break old habits. I think it worries her that I will revert. We had a few small attacks, but my men disabled them quickly. We have also had more scouts come looking for food before being scared off. I am better off staying away from the borders for now.