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.

and smiled back at her. “You can just call Anna. I’m helping with the crops right now but is

my breath hoping she would tell me that he

in two days to return to the pack it will take a day

my life

the moment,” I put my gloves back on and knelt to continue my work with

Of course,” she

though,” I looked over my shoulder. “I don’t even know

pack was in Yukon, Canada. They

with her brother Brain, another skilled fighter. They

told me how she hardly ever helped with the crop because she hunted often. She explained she

of their sheep wool and the greenhouses for the ramie. This helped them

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noticed how sturdy her clothes seemed and they were of good

had finished my gardening for the day and it was time to head back

my training group,”

for a second looking at me

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 as I cleaned my hands and

at me as a small girl with a shapely figure I

since I was four. I knew how to attack a taller target and when

my speed could no doubt match her brothers. This was also a good way

you want to

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

I laughed and started walking towards the training

top…braided my

put her hair up and walked into the ring to face me. Both of us had our hands wrapped which was

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

putting her hands up and furrowing her brows.

the members of my pack gathered around the octagon including Charlie

put one of my arms almost parallel to the

and we inched our way toward each other waiting for

right side first and I blocked and

is going to come at me with everything they have

to use all her strength the force moving through her b*dy

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taking my leg and

around her limb pushing my fist into her stomach. In return. She punched me in the