“Push harder! Throw your weight into it” gritting my teeth I followed Cyrus’s instructions and punched the sandbag as hard as I could.
“Yes!” he cheered as he took the brunt of the hit.
It wasn’t my first time down in the pack gym. Cyrus had been teaching me the basics of his training since way back in Alaska. When I would change back into my human form he thought it would be a good idea to teach me some fighting techniques since that was what he specialized in. I remember back when he was in charge of the I Division with Connor and Teagan he would work with me sometimes when I felt comfortable enough to shift.
“Now I want to feel you kick this bag to hell.” I looked up at him as he spoke, his blue eyes focused on me intently and I did what he said.
Balancing myself on my left foot, bringing my fists up towards my face, I brought my other leg up and fired off rapid kicks with the top of my foot.
“There you go!” he jerked with every kick.
“Whoa look at you Lakot, you’re kicking that bags ass” Gale came up behind me as I set my foot down in surprise.
“I didn’t know you knew how to fight,” he said in genuine awe.
“He’s been training with me every chance we got for the last couple years. I’m pretty sure he could take you down if he wanted to.” Cyrus snickered.
“Oh look the sandbags talking. Let’s get out of here!” Gale exclaimed, making a show and wrapped his arm around me guiding me out of the gym.
“Hey! We were in the middle of something.” Cyrus complained
“Cyrus!” someone called from across the room. Sighing he looked over at us.
“You guys go ahead I’ll catch up”
“No need, take your time k” Gale smiled as Cyrus rolled his eyes and walked over towards the guy. Gale walked me out of the gym holding me close to him.
“So answer me this, if you knew how to fight why didn’t you try when my dad captured you.”
“Because even if I did fight, I probably would have gone four steps and had been captured again. Being held captive is one of my specialties, I know all the rules.” I answered bitterly.
“Oh, how long have you been training with him?” Gale asked changing the subject. His face was full of guilt.
“Well over the last couple of years he would teach me something here or there, anytime I was comfortable enough to be out in my human form. But since I can’t hide anymore Cyrus thinks it’s best if I buckled down on it now.”
“I see, well you were great. If you want I know a few things I can teach you too.” He grinned leaning down and nuzzling his face in the side of my neck. I bit my lip to keep from grinning like an idiot.
After that night when Gale revealed his past to Cyrus and me, I felt so much closer to him now. Personally, it was the first time in my life I wanted to hold and protect someone and never let them leave my site. Even without my wolf I still felt that intense bond between my mates. I thought that the feeling would lessen without him but that was far from it.
“I don’t think that’s the same kind of training” I giggled nuzzling him back because frankly, I couldn’t help myself.
“It’s even better” he whispered into my ear, tracing the curve of my ear with his tongue. I closed my eyes at the fierce sensation that ran down my whole body.
I wanted to tell him to give me more of this amazing feeling. I didn’t have a very sexual nature like most wolves do… well, I thought I didn’t but lately, even without my wolf, I have been feeling some intense urges as of late. Any time Cyrus or Gale would even brush up against me my body would ignite. I wasn’t use to feeling like I was about to burst into flames but the thought of Gale’s lips on my skin just about put me over the edge.
“Hey, isn’t that the guy whose mated to two guys?” I heard a voice from behind us suddenly whisper.
“Yeah, it’s super gross. My parents are super disgusted, they said it’s a sickening debauched show of gluttony or some shit like that.”
This made me stop in my tracks and turn my head toward the group of guys in the corner. Gale stopped with me, staring down at me almost in warning, which meant he heard too. For some reason hearing them talking about Gale and Cyrus like this didn’t sit well with me at all. Actually, it made my blood boil, something I wasn’t use to.
Before I could stop myself I had made a quick spin on my heels and walked up to them, making them all stare at me in surprise. Apparently, they didn’t think I could hear them or didn’t think I would approach them even if I did which put me in even a darker mood.
“Do you have something to say to me?” there were three of them.
All of them were taller than me which wasn’t a surprise since I was pretty short for a male at around 5’6. Growing up in a sunless dungeon with little to eat didn’t give you much chance to sprout like a weed as Cyrus’s pack doctor had once put it. Being in that dreary torture chamber had severely stunted my growth. Since I was twenty now he had said I should have been well over six feet, like my brother Teagan’s height actually.
The three stepped back slightly before setting their faces like they weren’t scared just a moment ago and stepped forward again. I should have been worried about these three ganging up on me in the back of my mind but my head was clear… wait no that wasn’t right. It wasn’t clear at all, something dark was festering inside me.
“Lakota?” it was Gale this time as he stepped up and laid his hand on my shoulder but I shrugged it off. Not to reject him but to warn him that something was wrong with me and I didn’t want to lash out at him.
“Yeah ‘Lakota’ why don’t you run off with your boyfriend and save us all the horror of looking at such a scene. You should be ashamed. ” The middle guy said. His face was full of disdain as he sneered at me.
“Ashamed?” I asked tilting my head as I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Yeah” he growled stepping closer this time it was Gale who inserted his body at an angle between us glaring at the guy.
“Back off.” His voice was lower than normal, chilling almost. I would have felt happy that he was protecting me but not today, the festering fury in the pit of my stomach and chest began to grow larger and my vision was starting to tunnel.
“Ashamed for who? You?” I continued, there was barely any space between us now as he squared off.
“I don’t have anything to be embarrassed about and I certainly don’t care about your feelings on the matter because you don’t mean shit to me.”
“Lakota,” Gale said again but it was like he was talking to me through a thick wall. My focus was only on the man in front of me and my struggle to keep my violent thoughts of my hands wrapping around his neck from becoming reality.
“Go ahead and whine all you guys want, because I know that you all have the mentality of a prepubescent schoolboy who can’t seem to think for himself and has mommy and daddy do it for him but I won’t be sitting idly by, as you bad mouth my mates like you already seem to have done. If you believe I’d just take that then you have another thing coming.”
“You little shit!” all at once I was surrounded by three incoming fists. Gale was quick as he came up behind me and grabbed the two on the outside with both of his hands and yanked them roughly to the floor but that left one. The guy in the middle. I saw his face scrunch up in anger, his canines extending along with his claws. He was coming at me fast and as my vision completely darkened with rage. Gale wouldn’t be fast enough to catch this, not that I wanted him too. This guy was mine and everything in me was telling me that.
“Lakota!” this time it wasn’t Gale who called out it was Cyrus but it was too late.
My opponent’s clawed hand seemed to be moving in slow motion but I didn’t dwell on that, I just acted. With reflexes I wasn’t used to I reached out and threaded our fingers together and pushed his hand backward with so much force I heard a snap followed by his scream.
In his pain, he wildly swiped his other hand towards my face but I had already turned into him and had him flying over my shoulder and slamming into the ground.
I had the intense urge to get him and his friends far away from me before I did something I would regret. Suddenly that feeling that was building in my stomach and chest finally exploded. Reaching up and gripping my head I gave a scream of my own, releasing the pent-up bundle of tension.
“What the hell was that?!” Gale exclaimed as he and Cyrus came running to me to help me on my feet, somehow I had ended up on the floor.
“We need to get him to Jim, now.” I heard them talking but my head was so dizzy it was all muffled and I was on the verge of blacking out. I couldn’t seem to get my feet under me either so I was lifted quickly in someone’s arms.
But before my vision blurred completely and I blacked out. I saw the three guys laying on the ground unconscious. But the weird thing my brain seemed to pick out of the situation was that they were on the opposite side of the hallway from where we were fighting, and I swear I saw cracks in the drywall above them and all along the ground leading to where they lay.
Then every thing went dark.