Page 36 of Fated Alpha Protector

“Hi…” I breathe in awe of her. “Ready for today?”

She nods eagerly. “I’m ready.”

“Good,” I praise as I take my position in the ring. Her determination to learn how to use her wolf is admirable. Pride swells my chest as she takes her position.

“I thought we’re hunting tonight,” she frowns.

“We will. If you can find a way to escape the arena.”

“Escape?” Her frown deepens.

Smirking, I nod. “You’ll have to get past me.”

Mia shivers as she prepares to shift. She closes her eyes and invokes her wolf, keeping stance on her side of the ring. Her eyes are wary as they dart all around, searching for an escape.

I watched her thinking carefully. Her eyes dart to every corner of the arena until she spots something she focuses on.

Without warning, she sprints in the direction of the metal benches, climbing each one like a step.

‘Mia! What are you doing?!’ I call mentally as I begin to chase her toward the bleachers..

‘I don’t wanna fight you today, but I’m fast,’ she replies as she reaches the very top row of benches. That’s when she climbs the wall, preparing to dive forward. ‘Catch me if you can!’ she teases, as if mentally sticking her tongue out.

She turns back to the wall, taking a deep breath before she lunges forward.

‘Mia!’ I call out with a whimper as she disappears over the wall. I finally reach the top and see her landing on the ground below.

Shaking my wolf head, I plunge down, landing on the soft cushions of my paws with ease. Hot on her heels, I bolt toward the woods as fast as I can.

‘Wait up!’ I mentally chuckle, flashing through the woods in an attempt to keep up with her.

She’s fast and agile, nimbly sprinting over logs and dodging trees as if she was meant to be out here.

In her natural habitat – I’m witnessing it as if for the first time. Of course, she is. She’s a werewolf, after all. Even if she’s just an Omega, her wolf form is extraordinary.

‘Come on, Theo!’ she taunts playfully. ‘You’ve gotta keep up!’

‘I’m trying!’ I grouch, almost knocking into a tree. It’s a close call, and when I regain my footing, she’s far ahead.

Chuckling to myself, I enjoy the free sprint. ‘To the mountains!’ I instruct as she heads to the base of the cliff.

When she reaches the base of the mountain, she slows down, gazing up at the steep incline. It’s fear I feel pulsing off her, and I realize that the chase is over.

‘We’re going up there?’

I catch up to her at last, panting as I slow down. The wind that billows through my fur is my reward for chasing her.

‘Mountain goats,’ I say through the mind link. ‘Think you can make it up there?’

Mia turns her grand chestnut head toward me, whimpering as if she’s scoffing. ‘Of course, I can.’

Again, she rushes out ahead, beginning the steep incline toward the top. I low growl escapes me before following her up, my wolf fueled by the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

When we reach the top of the mountain, she stops and gazes all around. The luscious meadow opens up to a crystal-clear view of the city below. Bright stars painted on a navy blue canvas, the view ahead is magnificent.

‘It’s beautiful…’ she marvels as she takes slow steps forward.

I remain behind, watching her in awe as she appreciates the beauty of the night. Perhaps it’s the mate bond that has me appreciating her more. I always believed that it would feel like this.

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