Anaiah's POV
Fighting alongside my mate felt good. It felt empowering and magical, our movements were in sync and it felt as if it was only us killing those filthy rogues. I learned how to fight at an early age, I was naturally a fighter but wasn't allowed to train with the others.
Putting all I practiced alone or saw when I watched the high-ranking members fight felt amazing. My mate is the strongest and best warrior I've ever seen, he was killing rogues left and right. Arya and Dan are also great, those rogues didn't stand a chance.
I'm smiling as we go back to the packhouse, I notice a few warriors that were with us send glances my way or nod at me, this is the first time this has ever happened. No one ever acknowledges me or looks at me with admiration.
We reach the main room of the packhouse and a warrior I recognize as Ian approaches me. He is the best warrior in the pack next to Amos and trains divisions one and two at the arena.
"You're Ana right?" I glance at my mate who is glaring at the guy.
"Yes,"
"Cool moves, you should come by the fields one of these days, I'm sure my guys would learn a thing or two from you,"
I blush and fidget on my feet at the attention, I'm not used to it. Leon kisses my temple and smiles proudly at me. He's so adorable.
When we get back to Leon's suite, he sighs and pulls me on his lap. Kissing my neck, all while caressing my body.
"You disobeyed me, love," His voice is dark but it sends shivers down my core.
"Fight-fighting helps me remove all this anger I have inside me," I say with a moan. He is leaving sloppy kisses on my neck and the moisture between my legs is building. He abruptly turns me to him so that I'm facing him, his eyes are dark with lust and I trail a finger on his temple, amazed by his eyes.
He pulls me closer to him by my hips and I feel his huge dick pressing against me.
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