Meant (To Be Yours) by Anaya Phoenix (reading books for 7 year olds TXT) 📕

his face and sighed, she’d destroyed it. He had not one but two black eyes, a broken nose, a split cheek, and a jaw that she was pretty sure was sore and stung to move. She placed a feather light kisses on his face, waking him up. He looked at her through sorrowful black eyes that turned silver and brimming with tears.
“We did it to protect you, we figured once you accepted as a rogue that when we told you the truth it would be a lot easier.” His voice was rougher than usual as his jaw shook with emotion.
“Why did you decide that for us? We’re not a pup. It would’ve been easier to accept you as an Alpha than as a rogue.” Sarah cried to him, bringing her wolf out. This way they were bared to each other, nothing would be held back because their wolves wouldn’t allow it.
“It was a test, mate, to see if you were strong enough to handle being Alpha Female, to handle being Luna.” Drew and his wolf explained and she growled low in her throat.
“And if we weren’t strong enough, what then? You’d find someone else to take our place?” She snarled to him. Drew flew up and cupped her cheek, looking into her amber eyes.
“There will never be someone else to take your place. If you weren’t strong enough, then we wouldn’t haver cared. We still would’ve marked you as ours, you would still be our Luna.”
“Then why didn’t you tell us before you marked us?” She practically whined.
“We weren’t sure you could handle it.” He said sheepishly.
“What do you mean?” She sniffled, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.
“We knew that you had moved here a month ago, we knew you were going through heat. When you go through heat, little things tend to agitate you. Big things make you go crazy, we couldn’t-“
“Wait, how do you know things like that?” She interjected, sniffling. He shrugged and took his hand from her cheek, his cheeks flamed a slight pink and she smiled slightly.
“We may have been stalking you, but only a little bit.” He said sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck.
“How do you stalk someone a little bit?” She giggled, her tears long forgotten. He smiled at the small sound of happiness coming from her.
“We’ve always watched you, just to make sure you were safe. We didn’t move here because of the hunters, they’re not our priorities. Our small pack would’ve been able to handle whatever they threw our way. We came here for you. We were tired of sitting back and twiddling our thumbs while you went about your life. The smell of your heat brought us to you and made us… want you. We wanted you ever since the incident with your father, but your heat… it sent our need over the edge and we couldn’t stay away from you. No matter how hard we tried. We’re so sorry, we never meant to hurt you-“ She slammed her lips down onto his, liking the way her fangs scraped against his. He groaned and wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her closer, bringing them both down onto her bed. She straddled his stomach as her hair curtained around them. His big hands ran up and down her sides as they kissed, making her shiver in the ecstasy of it. She’d deprived herself from his touch for too long, granted it was only a day, and now she needed it. She grounded her bottom against his pelvis, enjoying the thrilled growl he made low in his throat. She could feel him straining in his pants and that made her wet. She was sure if she put her hands on her underwear they would be soaking. What she hadn’t expected, however, was for the banging of pots and pans to distract them. She yelped and jumped, falling off the bed and groaning with the impact.
“GET YOUR ASSES UP, TRAINING TIME LADIES!!! COME ONE, GET UP!!! NO MORE BEAUTY SLEEP!!!” Carol shrieked and Sarah closed her eyes, relaxing on the floor.
“You’ve got the greatest timing Carol!” Sarah yelled, knowing her friend would hear it.
“I know right!” Carol yelled back making Sarah roll her eyes and get up. She looked to Drew and sighed.
“Tonight, after dinner, I want you naked in my bed and strapped down. No if’s, and’s, or but’s. Got it?” She growled taking his lips in a fierce kiss. She gave him no time to answer, as she stepped back and shifted into her wolf. She gave him a wolfy grin and a wink, then jumped out of the window.


“This is the wolf. It is a part of all of you, it is inside all of you. This is a birth given right. Those sons of bitches, no pun intended, are trying to take away what Mother Moon blessed you with. This is what you’re fighting for. Your wolf. You are no longer human. When you fight, you let your wolf have free reign. If you think you’re strong enough to stomach the scenes of war, the kudos to you. To those with a weak mind and stomach, we highly suggest you step back. You cannot afford to be human, you cannot afford to have sympathy. They sure as hell don’t have any. Again, this is what you’re fighting for. The right to have sympathy, to have any emotion at all. When you fight, let go. Give into your primal instinct and fight. Let the wolf be free, let the wolf fight.” Brandon announced to the pack, gesturing to Sarah every now and again. She didn’t miss Valerie’s nervous glances to her, and because of those her wolf’s patience was running out. Sarah kept her glance on Valerie, making sure she didn’t do anything stupid, but Valerie kept looking to Brandon. Brandon then looked to Carol when he sensed Valerie’s gaze on him, and Carol looked to her. It wasn’t her fault his mate was a nervous little bunny! She had to get over her fear if she was going to be training with wolves, someone would always be watching her. Just to make sure she wasn’t trying to do anything. It was all for caution. Not because they liked the smell of her fear, not because her fear served as an aphrodisiac to the wolves. It was only for caution. That was her story and she was sticking to it. She got up from her sitting position and walked over to where Sammy was sitting, petting her ever growing bulge. She laid down on her front paw near the child and let out a breath. Damn, she thought, I’m fucking starving. Her stomach attested with that thought as it growled and Sammy shot her a sympathetic look. Her wolfy brows furrowed but she just let her head rest on her front paws. She heard the snapping and cracking of the bones and knew, automatically, that the packs were shifting. Today they were going to go over the battle music and what to do. She felt so tired and sluggish today and, really, all she wanted to do was just find her mate and take a nap. We could do that ya know, her wolf told her suggestively. She could, couldn’t she? Just miss one stinking day of this. It wasn’t like she would be missing anything important. She knew all the songs and moves by heart. They wouldn’t miss her if she just slinked-
“Sarah, we need you to help train the teens.” Brandon boomed through the mind link and she sighed. So much for slinking away. She got up and trotted over to the teens. She looked them each in the eye and they all looked down. She was more dominant than all of them combined and she knew it, she was just playing with them.

“Not cool, love.” Drew whispered to her as he slinked to where she and the teens stood.

“Depends on who you ask baby.”

 

She said haughtily back to him and enjoyed his mock growl.
“The music is starting!” Carol yelled and pushed a button on the boom box. The music was low, but they could all hear it. Supersonic werewolf hearing comes in handy at certain times. She only played the songs that they could do in wolf form, there wasn’t many but they’d work with what they had. The first song was a German song, but it had a great fast beat that was needed. Carol came over a boatload full of mannequins.
“I won’t tell if you don’t.” Carol said and winked at the lot of them, making them sneeze in laughter. Sarah separated one from the rest and put it in front of her. She let the music hit her wolf and did exactly as Brandon had informed them to do. Let go. Her wolf got excited, feral almost, as the music settled into his bones and he attacked. The German song was when your wolf just went complete ape shit on the attacker. Using any and everything it could. Feet, teeth, hell Sarah had even seen Carol use her tail. Carol was just amazing like that. When Sarah stepped back in and took the reins her wolf was breathing heavy and standing over the little remains left over of the dummy. I really hope you didn’t eat that stuff, she groaned to her wolf and got a mere huff in response.
“The goal is to use any and everything you have against your target. Nothing is useless.” She told them in the pack link and a small grey wolf stepped forward.

“What about our tails?” She asked and Sarah gave her a wolfy grin. She trotted over to Drew who watched her warily and licked his cheek. Then she lashed her tail out and took his front legs from underneath him, then in a flash took the scruff of his neck in between her teeth and bit down; making him submit. 

“That’s how you use your tail.” She told the rest of the group as she let go of her mate. He stood and growled down at her, his hackles raised and his eyes winking silver.

“What the hell was the meaning of that, mate?!” His wolf boomed to hers and she grinned.

“It’s called progressive teaching. Maybe next time you’ll see that attack coming and counter-attack with something better, stronger. Maybe.” She sneered back at him, her wolf curling her lip back at him. His hackles were still raised but he backed down. I am so gonna get it later, she thought to herself with a little happy giggle as she went back to teaching them the songs.

Chapter 20

By the time training was over it was well past sunset. She was so tired she couldn’t even see straight. But, what does her pack do? Cause more drama, of course, what else are they there for. How did it happen this time you ask? Well, this time, Valerie asked, very kindly mind you, for a glass of water from Penny. Penny then replied yes, but Brandon snarled at Valerie.
“Why don’t you go get it your damn self?!” He growled at her, looking down into her pretty little blue eyes.
“Because, I was taught it’s rude to go through someone’s fridge for something. Don’t you know it’s