Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Xena's POV

Martha's eyes widened in shock before narrowing again. "Logan!" she hissed.

I could see Dad's jaw tighten. "X," he said, turning to me. "Did you complete your chores?"

"Yes, sir. I did them this morning before school." My voice rose unconsciously.

Martha said coldly, "She's lying."

"No, I'm not!" I yelled back. "See?" I pulled out my phone, opened my email, and showed him the time-stamped pictures I'd taken of each completed task. "All done at 6:30 AM, before school."

"Looks like she did it." Dad nodded slightly. "What are you doing this evening?"

"Ama and I are going to run to the pizza place in town and have dinner there," I answered in a cold voice, unsatisfied with how he was handling this.

"Alright, have fun and remember not to be too late," he said flatly.

"By the way, Dad," I added, "the son of Alpha Benedict from the Boneash Pack is coming by the shop tomorrow at five for a custom job on his motorcycle. His name is Ryder."

Dad's eyebrows rose slightly and turned to leave. "I'll stop by to meet him."

Martha clearly wasn't happy about being cut out of the conversation. She followed Dad back inside, already launching into complaints about how I needed to be disciplined.

Logan lingered behind with Samuel and Leonard. "What did you do to piss her off this time?" he asked once Martha was out of earshot.

toward the house. "We literally just pulled up and she was already waiting there. I can't wait to get out of this hellhole. As

frowned, following me inside. "Running away isn't

countered. "Dad said you can't

your mate is here?" he

checked my reflection in the mirror. Not bad.

I knew he hated this situation as much as I did, but he was bound

turned to face him, softening my tone. "I know you don't like it, but what do you expect me to do? A girl can only take so much, especially when no one stands up for her.” I slipped my headphones

for you," Logan said,

love you for it," I assured him, "But you know you can only do so much. You can't always be

that," he growled, his fists clenching at

to lighten the mood. "It's fine. You hit me harder when we spar anyway." I grabbed a hair tie from the table by the door

didn't smile at my joke. "That's not the

you, bro, but I don't have any options. I need to go run." I hesitated, debating whether to double up on sports bras. My "watermelons" had a tendency to

room, already changed into her running gear. "Ready to

smilingly. "See

you at the pizza place in an hour!" Leonard called from down

through the closed door, I could still hear Martha's shrill

Ama asked as we stretched

to the Center today. We can take the long way to the pizza place." The Center was the neutral town where all packs coexisted,

"Sounds a bit hard."

we started jogging, I felt the familiar weight in my legs and the tension in my shoulders. But with each stride, the burden lightened. I increased my

faded away until there was nothing but the rhythm of my feet hitting the ground, the burn

reached the town, stopping at our usual lamppost-our unofficial finish line. We

wheezed, her voice raspy.

my water bottle and grinned

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