In the Alpha’s Arms

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“Please never say that again,” Stace begged, putting on her serious face. “Ok Lita, you’re going to learn to fight against the punching bag. Wouldn’t want you to get knocked out on your first day of real training, right?”

Stace and Jaz slid over two large punching bags that hung from the ceiling and Jaz immediately got to work on her kicking technique with the one in front of her. While Stace positioned the other one in front of Lita. As they got set up, the overhead lights flicked off, dimming the room with ambient light. And a colorful array of neon lights flickered on around the room. For the second time, Lita really loved the atmosphere of the gym at night. With all the lights everything felt exciting, and since she’d never been to a club, she enjoyed the experience that much more. As if on cue, someone cut on the music overhead, the bass making Lita’s pulse jump in excitement.

“Plant your feet here. Right foot there and left there,” Stace insisted, ignoring the club–like ambiance the lights created as if it were totally normal. Lita moved exactly as Stace motioned. “Good. Square your shoulders like this. Bend this knee. Mmhmm, perfect. And you’re going to make a fist like this…. not like that. You’ll break your damn thumb like that. Okay good, yea, like that.”

After a few minutes, Stace found Lita’s position suitable enough to learn her first motions.

“Okay. This is a fighting stance. A basic fighting stance. Now throw a punch.”

Lita struck out at the bag, which had no reaction at all to being struck by her. She caught Jaz’s stifled laugh out of the corner of her eye. Damn, she really was a weakling

been in a fight before at all, huh? Keep tension here,” Stace placed a hand on her stomach and wiggled the skin, “Abs tight, tighter, good. And hold your arm firm, not loosey goosey like that. Looks like a noodle hitting a wall. See, watch me… Tension in the gut and throw a controlled strike like you’re punching through the target.” Stace pulled back

“And remember to follow through with the motion, okay? Don’t just stop when you hit the bag. That way, you’ll keep the most power in your punch as you

arm felt as if it would snap off,

as I thought it

feel your muscles right now,” Jaz groaned. “Just wait for

Jaz. What do you think?

fellas are all finished their workout too, let’s go in bets on who’s gonna bite

burst of giggles and shoves. That man

failing to come up with any reasonable way to get out of meeting everyone, Lita steadied herself and followed behind the ladies towards the weight training area. Lita needed something to do with her hands. Why the hell was she a ball of nerves? She just kept hearing that husky voice in her damn ear. Are you okay? She was letting him get under her skin. Thankfully, as she

an easy wave. The men were in various states of stretching and cleaning up the

Lita stood behind Jaz and the men hadn’t seemed to catch wind of her vet. Do something with your fucking hands! Lita begged herself, suddenly aware that she