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.

pulled up and she was already waiting there. I can't wait to get out of this hellhole. As

"Running away

room, Logan on my heels. "What's going to change, Log?" I countered. "Dad said you can't

your mate is

stepped into my closet, grabbed a blue tracksuit, slipped it on, and checked my reflection in the mirror. Not bad. "Well, I hope

this situation as much as I did,

expect me to do? A girl can only take so much, especially when no one stands up for her.” I slipped my headphones from my

up for you," Logan said,

you know you

that," he growled, his fists clenching

hair

"That's not the same thing,

bro, but I don't have any options. I need to go run." I hesitated, debating whether to

into my room, already changed into her running

smilingly. "See you

at the pizza place in an

hear Martha's shrill voice complaining about me. I quickened my pace, eager to

you want to take?" Ama asked as we stretched at the

We can take the long way to the pizza place." The Center was the neutral

"Sounds a bit hard."

But with each stride, the burden lightened. I increased my pace, Ama keeping up beside me. I slipped my headphones over my ears, letting the

rate climbed, and gradually the world faded away until there was nothing but the rhythm of my feet hitting the ground, the burn in my lungs, and the beat of the music. Each

miles later, we reached the town, stopping at our usual lamppost-our unofficial finish line. We both hunched over, gasping for breath. Ama looked

wheezed, her voice raspy. "Feels... like...

not quite as dramatically as Ama. I took a sip from my water bottle and grinned at her. “You've been having too many desserts lately. Next time I

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