Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 182

Michael is a big guy. Just like his cousin Jordan. As I'm taking in their skills to pair them up for sparing. I can't help but laugh and Jordan isn't helping with his cars burning bright red. It alw doesn't help that they look very similar. While fortan has pretty honey amber eyes, this guy has hy blue eyes and his hair a nice soft brown shade.

"Michael, welcome." I greet him.

"My Queen," he bows.

"You're pairing up with Lillies for a sparing, I inform him. Jordas tenses up. "Jordan, you'll be pairing up with James,"

"Seriously?"

"Yes, non-negotiable,"

"He's a beta." James protests.

"Bunny, you and Mack,"

"Yes," the two of them high-five each other and make their way over to the mats.

I turn my attention to the King who is paying attention to his phone. I take it out of his hand and set it on the table behind him. He looks up at me annoyed.

You can spar with me,"

"We've been through this," he shakes his head.

"It's just a warm-up so we can show the others what to expect," I take his hand and lead him to the mat. He looks down at me unamused with the situation. "Okay, so I'm going to attack him and he's going to try and stop me. I want you to pay close attention to our movements,"

"Perry-"

"Assume a defensive stance," I encourage him.

He takes in a deep breath and lets it out slowly before doing what I asked. I clear my throat and step to him widening his feet and helping him with his posture. It annoys him further, but when I swing he catches my move with his hand. I kick at his stance but it doesn't teeter him in the slightest. We both move around each other, me attacking and him blocking.

"You have a heavy hand," he complains when my fist meets his forearm with a sharp smack.

"You can take it. I'm sure I've dealt worse," I laugh.

his legs. I punch the back of his thigh and knee the back of his knee taking him down. He

in a headlock. My arms shake as I

in. He knows he can't pull apart my legs without actually hurting me. We fall on the mat and he finally taps my knee and release him. "Cheater," he

have to take advantage of all of them in a fight. Fighting isn't about releasing your rage. It's about focusing that anger on the opponent in front of you and using

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that might

I've been there

I can slave you exactly what I can do he challenges The King doesn't like that I take his hand and

"All right

"Perry," he growl.

take him even in wolf form. I broke his kneecap without even

the position he wanted at the Falcon's side. James comes at me trying to sweep my feet out from under me. I step back and bring my knee up When he goes to cover his face I quickly spin around and kick him

we could start over he loses his temper and comes at me. I dodge his wild attacks and allow him to slip through enough for him to slap me across the face.

up, I growl. "You want to fucking play with me.

back," Mackenzie growls at me. "Back

swings at me trying to use his claws. My body instinctively takes in his demeanor and every time he reaches me with his claws the energy in my body is released. He takes that

he starts to slow down I move in for the kill. He growls with the hard slap of my skin against his and for

not fucking done. You're still going to spar with Jordan," . "My nose is broken," he growls at me. I step up to him looking it over and press both sides to pop it back into place. He slaps my hands away as blood comes out of his nose. He

broken. You are going to participate whether you like it or not. You want to be the best, this is the conditions the best always fight in. You're not going out on the field with this mediocre ass training. Get up and clean this shit up," I motion the blood. One of the guards with the King tries to come help him,

to learn. Like myself, the only way anyone ever stopped me was by force. My father, Alpha Redwood, the Rogue King, the

the King weak. It's a fucking miracle that Jonas didn't turn on all of them after what they did. That's real power in opinion. It shows

real strength

mat. Let's get ready to begin, I call

a water bottle from the fridge and as the others set up I walk over to

"What?" he asks bitterly.

not trying to humiliate you,

about

like a victim, you're never going to stop being one. You're not Jonas. Stop trying to be. Comparing yourself to him is like me comparing

"That's not the same,"

assignment I gave you Saturday night. He wouldn't even where to start. "Get that out of your head. I'm trying to help you become more than what you think you deserve. You're the prince of the entire Lycan race and everyone