《Alpha Cravings》Chapter 7 Pink Tutus and hair wigs
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I was meeting the girls on the training field today, training with Jacob and Cory like I had been for the last month was like training with little boys. Honestly how can they be so scared of hurting me when I can take my dad down. Maybe I should get them to watch me and my dad fight.
Dressed in white leggings, black sports bra and black Nikes, I made my way down stairs. The heavenly smell of bacon, eggs, chocolate chip waffles and pancakes wafted to my nose. Mmm food I thought licking my lips. I haven’t really been paying much attention to food the last month my appetite gone, just like Damon, but today I was absolutely starving. I rushed into the kitchen. Dad sat at the counter with his newspaper and black coffee while mum was at the stove flipping pancakes.
“Good morning sweetie,” greeted my dad as he got up from the stool giving me a peck on the cheek.
“Morning dad, Morning mum.”
“Are you having something to eat this morning?” my mum asked looking at me hopefully.
“Oh god yes mum I’m starving" I replied grabbing a plate and piling it high with 3 rashers of bacon, 2 eggs, 2 choc chip waffles with cream and choc chips sprinkled on top. Mum and dad both raise their eyebrows at me but keep quiet. I quickly finish my breakfast and put my dishes in the sink. I bid my parents goodbye and I took off out the door.
I was on the field when I realised the men where in the field beside us doing the obstacle courses. Great! I thought as my mind wondered to Damon and wondering if he would be joining them. I just hoped he had other things to attend to. True to my word I stayed away from him this last month. Which made me truly upset not to mention Ella going silent on me because according to her I should just go end this torture and go and claim what was mine. Not only was he my mate but he was also meant to of been my best friend shouldn’t that count for at least something? I can remember the sleep overs we used to have, all the movie nights. I physically ache for him, a day apart from him is like a day without sunshine and it's so dark and gloomy. I crave for him. I need him, I need the agony that I feel when I’m away from him gone.
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I partnered up with Tessa, we started with a 10km run. Next, we done some stretches. I was bending over touching my toes stretching my calf muscles when I felt a pleasant sensation through my body, Damon had arrived. I felt his gaze upon me, shrugging the sensation off and getting back to the task at hand we all decided we were going to spar today. I waited for Tessa to make her first move. We circled one another, I watched as her right arm tensed, I knew she was about to hit me so I quickly dodged her fist and threw my leg out kicking her hard and fast in the abdomen she fell backwards and hit the ground landing on her back. Before she could get to her feet, I quickly got on top of her and pinned her arms above her head. Feeling his gaze roam my body again, I got distracted, Tessa was able to flip me. It was now me laying on my back. She lifted up her fist and slammed it hard into my jaw. She was about to slam me again when I caught it in one hand and slammed my other into her nose her blood spurting out all over me. I managed to flip her off me and started throwing punches at her stomach. She managed to get a few of her own punches in, as I back flipped out of the way from another punch to my face my feet connected under her chin, she stumbled backwards. Landing back on my feet I quickly kick out my left leg and swiped her legs out from under her. She went down like a sack of potatoes. I got back on top of her and punched her again in the face before I landed a punch straight in her ribs. Tessa roared out in pain as she felt the break on impact.
I won. I knew I would. Quickly helping Tessa up from the ground, I can't help but sneak a peak in Damon’s direction he had a huge smile on his face that stretched from ear to ear my wolf strutted around in my head her head held high proud that her mate had watched her. I was ecstatic as this was the first time, he had seen me fight in human form. My eyes met his and the love that I see shining in them made my heart skip a beat. I wrapped my arm around Tessa’s waist helping her to a seat. While we waited for Melissa’s and Tania’s match, I quickly healed her ribs.
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“So, I think I will work on Melissa’s foot work and you Tessa can work on Tania’s core strength” I advised Tessa as we sat here watching the two girl's fight. She agreed with me.
Something was happening on the men's field. I turned my head to have a glance over there when I noticed a few of the males had formed some sort of circle around something or someone. Curiously I stood up and made my way to the end of our field along with the some of the other girls. “What's happening” asked Renee one of the girls. “I will try find out” I answered. Just then the boys parted and there stood Jacob and Phil standing there each wearing pink tutus, black leotards. Phil in pink ballet slippers, Jacob pink high heel shoes and both wearing blonde wigs. I doubled over howling with laughter, tears ran down my face while my cheek muscles hurt from all the laughing. I couldn’t remember the last time I had laughed so hard. Then they bith started to sing,
We don’t want your body
We want your love
We don’t want your phone
We only want you
We don’t want your mate either
He don’t need a mention
We just need your love
And all of your attention
We don’t want your car, wait you don't have one
We just want your love
We all need your love
We don’t want the books that you read
OMG WHERE DID THEY GET THE BOOKS FROM TO TOSS
We don’t want your clothes your shoes
Or anything, we just all want your love
I don’t want your food; we just want you.
We want your love
We need your love
We want your love
We don’t want your money
We only need your love
“I WANT YOUR LOVE ASWELL" Some female yelled out.
Well, we love, love, love, love what you do for us
And we love, love, love, love, love the way you mother us
We love the way you smile
And we love your insperation
AND DOWN JACOB GOES AS A HEEL ON THE SHOE SNAPS HE TAKES THEM OFF FLINGING HIS HEELS INTO THE CROWD.
We want your love
And maybe a spare heel
We want your love
You know that we don’t want to copy your style
All we need is your love
PHIL GETS MONEY OUT OF HIS TUTU AND HANDS IT TO JACOB AND TURNS WHILE SINGING;
I know you dont have any money
So here go buy some new heels
JACOB THEN TURNS TOWARDS PHIL AND SINGS BY HIMSELF
I don’t want your body
I only need your love
I don’t need your money
As I have more heels
JACOB TURNS BACK TOWARDS THE CROWD AND LOCKS HIS EYES ON MINE
We want your love, we all need your love
We want your love, we all need your love
PHIL PEELS HIS TUTU OFF AND FLINGS IT AT THE GUYS AS HE REALLY STARTS TO STRUT HIS STUFF
We don’t want the books that you read
We don’t want your clothes or your shoes
I have plenty, we just want your love
We don’t want your food; we just want you.
PHIL AND JACOB GAVE EACH OTHER A HUG
We just all need your love....right now
By the end of the performance, I didn’t know what I was crying for but I know the whole damn pack had come out to watch. As they all stood there clapping, whistling and cheering. Did Damon put them up to this? Or was it for something or someone else? But it was so damn hilarious watching two men dance and parade around in tutus. I glanced at him and his eyes were glazed over I knew he was either talking to his wolf or mind linking someone. I knew it wasn’t her as she hasn’t been welcomed into the pack yet.
“Baby doll” Jacob started “Please say you will spend some time with your friends? We miss you. You've been so lonely this past month please say you will come to the pack house and have a movie night with us? We all need your love and nothing else.” he added.
I full on cried. I looked at Damon as my eyes became blurry my face soaking wet searching for any type of clue that he didn’t mind. He returned my look his grey eyes warm and filled with longing, understanding evident he gave me a curt nod, turned and walked away.
“Yes” I cried out.
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