Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 9

I finished my plate and my mother suggested that she and I go on and help with the crops. They were starting to sprout after planting and they needed fertilizer and weeding.

Cea was more of a warrior and after a few broken dummies and one destroyed training ring, she and I were no longer allowed to train together. So I spent this time alone in my thoughts.

I decided to go about my duties and pretend as though he was not on my mind at all.

Did I want him to come over with his gray eyes and ruffled hair and take me for a romantic conversation about the life we would build together…maybe. But I was not going to show it.

I grumbled to myself pulling out weeds for the better part of the morning, clearing a good portion of the first carrot patch.

I watered the crop and opened a bag of fresh fertilizer. The more you wanted to throw up the better it was for your food.

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I was used to the stench after years of working on the veg.

I packed it around the sprouts and mumbled to myself about what I was going to do to my infuriating male.

“Luna,” some woman called behind me.

I knew my mother was working on the tomatoes a few patches away from one of our larger yields so it needed wise attention. I paid no attention.

“Luna,”

Honestly, if he had said even one word. If he had sent flowers this morning. If he had shown some respite of decency for me 1 would not want to walk up to him and kick him right in the-

“Luna Annette,”

I looked over at two feet beside me. Huh? Luna, who?

I looked up at a tall long d*rty blond–haired girl with a pleasant round face.

“What?” I was stunned at this change of events.

*I would have to get used to that. I suddenly felt old and like I was supposed to be looking after a bunch of

rambunctious little wolves.*

“My name is Ella. I’m from the Northern ecl*pse pack. I’ve been looking for you all morning to introduce myself and see if you need anything.” she explained, smiling with her hands behind her back.

shit–covered gloves. I dusted off my face and smiled back at her. “You can just call Anna. I’m helping with the crops right

my breath hoping she would tell me that

two days to return to the pack

pick up my life and take it to my new land.

my gloves back on and

Of course,” she

me about your pack though,” I looked over my shoulder. “I don’t even know where

Canada. They were

her brother Brain, another skilled fighter. They both had a very good sense

often. She

community. She told me of their sheep wool and the greenhouses for the ramie. This helped them to make fabrics

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clothes seemed and they were

and it was time to head back and train.

we can spar with my training

gaped for a second looking at me with wide questioning

not familiar with your training style. I don’t want to disrupt your practice,” she looked me up and down when she thought I wasn’t paying attention to her

a small girl with a shapely figure I did not‘ look

I also was trained since I was four. I knew how to attack a taller target and when to use my tiny figure to my

unparalleled and my speed could no doubt match her brothers. This was also a good way for me

pack are like… And I’m sure you want to know what I’m like,” I turned, drying my hands and crossing my

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on her feet, probably uncomfortable that I had called her out for worrying

be fun,” I laughed and

my

me. Both of us had

best to do this before I had even become her luna but I was interested to

her hands

of my pack gathered around the octagon including Charlie and James.

one of my arms almost parallel to the floor and my other by my face.

inched our way toward each other waiting

I blocked and brought my knee

“A real enemy is going to come at me with everything they

her strength the force moving through her b*dy as

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taking my leg and sweeping it behind her other leg dropping

my fist into her stomach.