We sparred, it wasn’t a gentle one, it was rough as if we were at war with each other and ready to take our lives. He was in his wolf form and I was at my plain self with my dagger. We crashed.

He was on top of me, his claw slashing over my shoulders and at the same instant, my dagger was at his neck. Ready to slit.

He pushed himself off me and shifted back to his human form. Panting heavily. I stare at my shoulder and my tore shirt. I was bleeding, I turned to meet the cold gaze of the Alpha. He didn’t know he would...