Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 122

I increased the barbell weight to 250 pounds and ducked under it. It was my turn to do eight squats, and only after I finished did I let her continue with her next set. I could feel my muscles burning, but I had to complete it. Breathing heavily, I racked the barbell and gave her a thumbs up.

She reset the weight to 150 pounds and did another eight squats, looking effortless. However, when she came out, she adjusted my weight to 275 pounds.

"Can you lift this much, Sir Alpha?" She pressed her tongue against her teeth, both flirting and challenging me.

"Easily," I said. It was indeed slightly more difficult than before, but dared not show any strain. In return, I set her weight to 160 pounds. "Your turn to show off."

"No problem." She narrowed her eyes with a "fuck you" smile and bugan her squats. It was obvious she wanted to maintain a poker face throughout, but the involuntary trembling of her thighs gave her away.

"Easy,” she said after exhaling deeply. This stubborn streak inexplicably excited

me.

"Good, let's do some presses," I said, leading us to the Reverse Hack Squat Machine. We were both approaching our limits, our legs uncontrollably shaking during the last few reps of each set, but neither of us was willing to be the first to admit fatigue.

yoga mat. When

and grabbed two bottles of water from the cooler, handing

"Thanks," she sighed again.

was thinking about walking around the pack territory boundary. It would be a good idea for you to come along so you can get familiar with

idea," she said, her eyes blinking slightly, refusing to yield. "Won't be too sore?"

for a bit," Xena held her head high.

we got outside, it was already a damn hot day. I had to slow my pace to let Xena walk beside me as we headed toward

finish hers and do the same. "It's fucking hot out here," Xena

it is. Ready?" I raised an eyebrow questioningly. She looked at the forest as

estimated she'd give in after five miles

It goes around the entire pack territory,"

or other protective measures?" Xena bent over, supporting her side. Her breathing was rapid, her

and poison darts," I said, amused. "Need

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