Benedict
Sloane and I spend most of the morning and early afternoon studying for finals. I have to admit, I wasn’t expecting her to take me to her room. The smell of her bedroom … is fucking intoxicating. It took me a bit of time to settle and begin studying, and by then, Sloane was already leaving my ass in the dust.
I quicky caught up and began talking through what we’ve learned, what we thought would be on the exams, and discussing our differences of opinions about what we’ve Learned.
Sloane ordered lunch in the room and we continued to study. Honestly, studying like this, with her, I feel like I’m taking in more, remembering more than I would if I were just studying by mysęlt.
Just before four, Sloane stops and looks at me. “Ready to spar with me?”
“Yeah. Let’s do it.”
She gets her clothes and while she’s changing there’s a knock at her door. When I open it, Slade is standing there with a pair of workout shorts and a t-shirt.
“Sloane said you needed sparring clothes. Don’t worry, these are Uncle Roman’s,” he says.”Thanks,” I say, ready to close the door.
“And while we have a moment..” he says, slapping his hand on the door and forcing it to remain open, “I’ll let you know that I love my sister very much and if you do anything to hurt her, Uncle Roman and Aunt Samara won’t be the only ones you’ll have to worry about.”
I grin at him. “When you become Alpha of your pack, we should talk about an alliance.”
He frowns at me. “I was talking about Sloane.”
“I know. I have no intention of hurting your sister, so in four years when you take over your pack, you should have no problem creating an alliance with me. And if she happens to be my mate, then I would expect that we’d form an alliance anyway,” I say.
His frown deepens. “Is this how you get her to agree to things she never would have agreed to with anyone else?”
“Yep. Now, are you going to stand there while change or can I close the door?”
“‘Il see you downstairs.”
“For what?” I ask. Now it’s my turn to frown.
“Afternoon warrior training?” he says slowly as if I’m slow.
“You have warrior training twice a day?” I ask.
“You don’t?” Sloane and Slade ask at the same time. I turnto look at her. She’s dressed in her fighting clothes.
I feel another wave of desire flow through me. Fuck! Is this only going to get worse as it gets closer to her birthday?
“We train two hours a day in the morning,” I say, dragging my eyes away from her so I don’t start having visions of • ripping those clothes off her and having my way with her.
“So do we,” Slade says.
“And then we train another two hours in the afternoon,”
Sloane says.
Well, that might explain why Roman Hartwell is the strongest Alpha in the country.
“The entire pack trains twice a day?” I ask, looking between them.
“Well, not the wolves on patrol, but all the others, yes,” Sloane says. “Doesn’t your pack do that?”
“Not yet. But that will change when I become Alpha. I’m going to get changed and then we can go,” I say.
I step into Sloane’s bathroom, realizing that her bathroom isn’t anything like Bethany’s. Bethany’s bathroom has all kinds of makeup, lotions, potions, and goddess knows what other kinds of crap all over the place. Sloane’s counter has a container with liquid soap and that’s it.
I quickly get changed, being nosey and looking in thecabinet and drawers in her bathroom finding her toothbrush and toothpaste, hairbrush, lots of hair ties, but still no makeup. I smile. Yep, my girl is exactly who she is all the time
When I step out, Sloane and Slade are waiting for me. It looks like she was filling him in on what’s been going on between us.



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