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.

I dusted off my face and smiled back at her. “You can

tell me

to return to the pack it will take a day

She wants to help me pick up my life and take it

on and knelt to continue my work with

course,” she

me about your pack though,” I looked over my shoulder. “I don’t even know where it is,”

me that their pack was in Yukon, Canada. They were in the wilderness between two

her brother Brain, another skilled fighter. They both had a

often. She explained she preferred to make clothes

ins and outs of their community. She told me of their sheep wool and the greenhouses for the

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sturdy her clothes seemed and they

and it was time to head back

we can spar with my training group,” I nodded, squinting to

for a second looking at me with wide

not familiar with your training style. I don’t want to disrupt your practice,” she looked me up and down when she thought I wasn’t paying

as a small girl with a shapely figure I did not‘ look at all like

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

was also a good way for

see what the warriors in my mate’s pack are like… And I’m sure you want to know what I’m like,” I turned, drying

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feet, probably uncomfortable that I had called her out for worrying about me and trying to deny me a spar.

I laughed and started walking towards the

a tank top…braided my hair and rolled it

and walked into the ring to face me. Both of us had our hands wrapped which was customary

become her luna but I was interested to see how

her hands up and furrowing her brows.

of my pack gathered around the octagon including Charlie

of my arms almost parallel to the

each other

and I blocked and brought my knee up.

me with everything

circled each other this time I felt her change to use all her strength the force moving through her b*dy as she launched her

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blow to my side and grabbed her knee, taking my leg and sweeping it behind her other leg dropping her

kept one arm wrapped firmly around her limb pushing my fist into her stomach. In return. She punched me in