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in my plea and he could smell that. The others were all too busy trying to tear down Ander so I knew I had a little bit of time before they noticed, before it became serious. He was quiet, so achingly quiet as he looked down at me. He leaned forward and opened his mouth, the fangs in his mouth ridiculously sharp made the scars on my back tingle. 

“Matt, Matt no.” I said, trying to keep the shaking out of my voice and out of my body. The fear would only push him further. I heard the cheering of a team getting a goal and my heart spiked, all of my nerves jumping out of my body at the same time. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” I heard a very angry Ander growl out as he bounded across the field. I needed to keep my eyes on Matt’s otherwise he could do anything and I needed the damage to be as little as possible. 

“Nothing. Absolutely nothing is happening Ander.” I said very softly, knowing he would hear me and I opened my link. I shared the information with him and he stopped moving immediately. 

“Fix it.” Was all he growled through the link to me before standing where he was a couple of feet from us. An idea hit me and regret hit me hard, but I let Ander know what I needed him to do and hoped that he would just go along with it. There was a light growling in his chest, and I knew that he would do it he would just be really fucking pissed about it for a long time. Looking at him and taking a deep breath I let out my wolf and kissed him with everything I had. This was all I could give him. I put my soul into the kiss, letting him feel me and my wolf in one and feel what he’d wanted for so long. A surprised breath of air came out before he kissed me back with so much fervor and passion it made my head spin. I heard the snarl I wanted to hear and I put my wolf back to the side, my eyes bleeding to green as I looked at the boy who loved me. In a blur he was knocked off of me and she was straddling him, damn near shifted into her lycan, and hitting blow after blow to his face. 

“You stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid prick!” She screamed and I could smell the salt from her tears, Ander was there instantly helping me up and dragging me into his body part for protection and part to stake a claim. 

“Blake!” Rhonda yelled, running to her friend and trying to pull her off of their alpha. 

“All this fucking years! Stupid, arrogant, piece of shit!” She was still trying to hit him even as Rhonda and, now, Lisa pulled her off of him. I watched as his eyes bled back to their normal color and he looked at Blake. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Who do you think you are? I should, and have every right to, expel you from this pack.” With the most vicious snarl I’ve ever heard in my life she ripped herself away from the two and, with tears still in her eyes and her lycan still out, she charge at him and pointed a finger at his nose. 

“I fucking dare you, Matt. I fucking dare you to expel  me. I will tear this whole shit show down and you fucking know it, so try it.” She growled out, her muscles twitcing. Everyone was silent for a while, but her tears still fell. When he still said nothing she scoffed and turned away, fully content to walk out and had made it past Rhonda and Lisa. 

“I know who you are.” Was all Matt said and her back went straight, everything seeming to stop including her breathing. 

“I’ve known for a while. I’m not as stupid as everybody seems to think I am.” He walked forward slowly, his eyes only on Blake. 

“How could I not notice Blake? You were there, every step of the way. I noticed as soon as we hit puberty.” At that point, as if her body couldn’t handle the mix of emotions, she fell to her knees noticeably sobbing now. He stood behind her, not knowing what to do and I didn’t blame him. 

“You still chose-“ 

“I didn’t choose anybody, Beta. I love Luna in a way that I don’t love you. But I love you in a way that’s incomparable to her. You’re mine and you always have been, I’ve just been waiting for you to see it. And I figured while I wait… I just… .” His voice was so soft, a whisper in the wind. Her back was hunched over and she seemed to be clutching the earth beneath her with an iron grip but I couldn’t blame her, she was trying so hard to get control of her still emotion-sacked body. 

“Blake, I’m sorry but I thought it was the best course of action. You didn’t leave me with anything else. You pushed me away because I liked Luna and I thought you… I’m sorry.” He said simply and waited a second before he kneeled behind her. His arms came out and, with a confidence that only an alpha could have that she wouldn’t lash out, wrapped them around her body and pulled her closer to him. With the softest mewling sound I never thought Blake could make, she turned on her side and into his shoulder and cried louder. I looked around the room and noticed that they all looked so sad for Blake. I rolled my eyes and moved closer to Ander, wanting them to have their moment. Taking a deep breath I pulled my wolf to the surface and looked at the pairing, their link a pale silver that was thick and strong. I couldn’t do anything though, the lycans had their own traditions for mating and I could not intrude. That was work directly for Lupa and I would not breach onto her territory. His arms came completely around her and he lifted her up, cradling her close to his chest, and walked out without another glance at that. It was silent for awhile before Rhonda glared at her little brother. 

“I swear I thought he was gay, so I’m not paying you anything!” She growled and stormed out, her brother stood there with a small little smile. 

“We had a bet, she lost.” I rolled my eyes and walked out, holding Ander’s hand and tugging him along with me. I had almost made it out when something in the corner of my eye caught my attention. Libby and Mason standing next to each other, just standing. Nothing was particularly wrong with that, except that everything was wrong with it. Since Libby had gained immortality they hadn’t been in the same room, never mind standing so close to each other. She held her forearm and had her hip slightly cocked while she looked everywhere but next to her. Mason stood simply with his hands behind his back but something was wrong. They weren’t angry. I stopped walking and cocked my head to the side as I looked at the two before sniffing faintly. There was nothing there. It wasn’t the bitter stench of unfiltered rage that had seemed to pour from Libby or the calm and deathly anger that was plentiful in Mason typically. I walked toward the two and watched as they looked at me warily, seeming to want to take a step back; together. 

“You do know what’s happening right?” Libby narrowed her eyes dangerously and Mason’s face went completely blank. 

“Oh this is all too grand! I didn’t think you had it in you, Mason!” I crowed with glee and crossed my arms. Anna strolled up next to me and looked at the two. 

“It’s unnatural, really. I didn’t know they could exist near each other and not be snarling.” I snorted and Mason seemed to stand taller before smirking. 

“Well we are mates, after all.” He said slyly before walking between me and Anna and walking out. My mouth popped open as I watched him leave before looking to Libby who looked flustered but otherwise matched my shock. She cleared her throat and walked past us, keeping her head to hide her shock. 

“Weird.” I mumbled before walking back to my mate and walking to one of the training rooms to get an actual workout going. 

  

                We went on for about five hours before my body felt like mine again. Ander and I were both sweaty and exhausted and had finally collapsed on the floor when we heard the faint sound of singing. It wouldn’t have been anything new down here, as singing was a way to calm down for the antsy wolves, but it was human singing. Shifters were particularly good singers, on account of our throat muscles being stronger, and on a level that humans could never really reach. A lot of shifters deciding to go to opera if all else failed, because they had the lung capacity and strength to do so. But the singing that we heard was nice, but it was definitely human. We looked at each other before sharpening our ears to listen to it. 

“If there’s a prize for rotten judgement, I guess I’ve already won that. No man is worth the aggravation, that’s ancient history, been there done that.” 

“Who’d you think you’re kidding he’s the earth and heaven to you, try to keep it hidden honey we can see right through you. Girl ya can’t conceal it, we know how you’re feelin’, who you’re thinking of.” That sounded like three girls singing, all human, and laughter in their voices. 

“No chance, no way, I won’t say it no, no.” 

“You swoon, you sigh, why deny it uh oh.” 

“It’s too cliché, I won’t say I’m in love. I thought my heart had learned its lesson, it feels so good when you start out. My head is screaming ‘get a grip girl unless you’re dying to cry your heart out!’ Ooh, ooh.” There was genuine emotion in that, it made her voice slightly thicker, but we were too far to smell what it was. 

“You keep on denying who you are and how you’re feelin, baby we’re not lyin hon’ we saw ya hit the ceiling face it like a grown up when you gonna own up that ya got, got, got it bad?” 

“Woah! No chance, no way, I won’t say it no, no.” 

“Give up, give in, check the grin you’re in love!’ 

“The scene won’t play, I won’t say I’m in love!” There was genuine frustration in her voice. 

“You’re doing flips read our lips, you’re in love.” 

“You’re way off base I won’t say it.” 

“Girl don’t be proud, it’s ok you’re in love!” 

“Ooooh! At least out loud, I won’t say I’m in love.” She growled and I knew it was Izzy and wondered why her siblings had chosen to pick on her today. Ander cocked his head and looked at me. 

“That lion was interested in her right?” 

“He was a tiger, and yeah. They’re fit to be mated.” 

“Fit?” 

“With cats it’s different. They don’t mate for lives like we do or like bears or birds do. When they mate it’s for numbers, there’s no connection there. When they mate it’s just who is more compatible for mating. It typically is who has the strongest genetic link. A lot of tiger mating’s