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A massive bulky-built guy walked out of a small office to the side. His legs were the size of tree trunks and he was the same height as Cade. But where Cade was well defined and etched, this guy was bulging with muscles. Just the sight of him was a little scary. He was the type of guy you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley.
"This is Hank," Cade said as introduction to the guy.
Hank the tank.It was so fitting because that is what he reminded me of—a tank, indestructible. I had to suppress a laugh and all the guys looked at me a little strangely.
"Nice to meet you, Hank," I said as I held out my hand. He studied me for a moment before he smiled and shook my hand. In that instant, I decided I liked him. Cade introduced him to Gary.
"This is where everyone trains together," Cade said. "And Hank oversees the training."
It was no wonder he was built the way he was if he spent all day and every day in the gym. Personally I didn't like guys that built up; I preferred guys that were nicely built but not bulky.
"Good to hear the girls get to train as well," I quipped, letting my eyes drift around the room.
"Girls can train, but only the guys fight," stated Cade.
Oh, hell no!My eyes shot to Cade as I felt my temper rise.
"Why can't girls fight?" I asked, digging my fingers into the palms of my hands as I tried to rein in my temper. I knew the answer before I even asked the question, but I wanted him to say it out loud.
"Female werewolves are physically weaker than their male counterparts," said Cade.
Don't slap him, I said over and over.If you slap him he'll find out you're his mate. It took everything in me not to give in to the urge.Sexist asshole.
"Just because guys are physically stronger than girls doesn't mean we can't hold our own in a fight," I bit back, standing up for all the female werewolves. It was also hard to believe that they allowed themselves to be dictated to like that.
The truth was I'd never had to fight off anyone, never mind a powerful werewolf. But I refused to believe it wasn't something I could accomplish with the right training.
"Besides, it would be hard for a male werewolf to concentrate on a fight if he has to worry about his mate," said Blake.
I swung my gaze to him. I was in the presence of two sexist assholes, but this one I could slap.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Scarlett
Something in my eyes must have told Blake what I wanted to do to him because he took a step backward and he was out of my reach.
Clever boy. I glared at him.
“You might not be happy with the way things work in the pack, but these have been the way things have worked for centuries and it isn’t going to change,” Cade informed me with a steely glare.
I swung my gaze to glare back at him.
“We’ll see,” I challenged.
Unable to stand being around the two idiots any longer, I stalked out of the gym. There was no way I would allow this to continue if I had to join Cade’s pack. I was not going to sit back and be a helpless female that needed males to protect her.
I remembered from some stories that members of a pack couldn’t go against what the alpha said. I needed to get some more information from Blake. It made me more hesitant to give up my freedom and join Cade’s pack.
I didn’t want to talk to Blake, but I had to if I was going to get answers to my questions.
It didn’t take long for Blake, Cade and Gary to exit the gym. Gary gave me a look that said he was on my side, but unfortunately he wasn’t in charge—dumb and dumber were.
I completely ignored Cade and walked beside Blake back to the main house. Cade trailed behind us with Gary. The heat of Cade’s glare on the two of us as we walked couldn’t be ignored and a glance at Blake told me he felt it too.
As much as I was dying to ask Blake some questions, I didn’t dare do it within earshot of Cade. I didn’t want him becoming suspicious of why I wanted to know about mates and stuff like that. I’d have to try and talk to Blake another time when Cade wasn’t around.
My stomach was growling by the time I entered the kitchen.
