- Knox ~

A handful of times Jaxon has let his anger get the better of him in my presence, I thought he was on top of it.

The alpha training programme teaches the future leaders to navigate around pack business, handle political influence from other packs and from even within, and most importantly improve their self stamina...prepare them to defend their title.

I noticed Jaxon's aura the moment he arrived, the most powerful to date that I have come across. Jace was also a strong alpha male, but Jaxon was different.

I've never seen his aura aimed at his own though, aimed at his family. A family member that didn't battle back with her own aura.

She will have it, she is the daughter of the most powerful alphas in existence today. So why didn't she use it, and why was Alpha Hector by her side, preparing to catch her.

My mind was spinning again with theories, of why I can't get a straight answer from pack members when I ask about Red. What were they hiding.

I follow his wolf, letting him bash against trees, break branches as if they were twigs, letting him chase after that never-reaching destination. He just keeps running and every time we run the length of the pack grounds towards a border, he turns and changes direction just as we reach each guard look out point.

After countless hours of running, he takes us to a clearing, his wolf slowing down...his stamina starting to show signs of finally letting up. I seize the opportunity.

"Remember your breathing techniques!" I order at him as soon as I shift, his wolf's response an aggressive snarl aimed in my direction. His wolf was in control, Jaxon having given over to that primal need.

"You need to let Jaxon take control back." I demand at his wolf, preparing to shift at any second. There's a reason you don't let your guard down in front of a beast like this.

Picking up speed he bounds towards me, his paw swipe at my face, my body moving quickly enough as I jump back into a shift, my wolf coming forward just in time.

We fight...I'm blocking and he is attacking. I don't want to harm him, his anger is misplaced. He's angry at his brother for leaving, not at me. I try to remember this with each painful slash across my torso.

Our wolves tumble into a large tree trunk, his landing on top of me...the wind being knocked out of my lungs.

He was unstoppable, I've known this for some time. I take each claw strike, each bite because I can...I'd rather take it than the anger be aimed at a certain red head.

He mauls my side flank, blood free-flowing out of me as I manage to detangle his sharp teeth from me...the removal of his teeth stinging more than the bite itself. My wolf's painful howl echoing through the woodlands.

My wolf stands back up on his four legs, preparing for the next attack when he sniffs the air....wolves are incoming. Led by a large black charcoal furred wolf, the aura unmissable...this was Hector's wolf.

The warrior wolves position themselves around their future alpha, closing him in. Hector shifts, his human form standing under the moonlit sky... monstrous anger clear in his tone.

"Stop this now. Your mother and I will be waiting in the office. This is unacceptable behaviour of the future alpha of this pack." Hector snarls before turning, the air shimmering around him as he shifts back.

The warriors remain, watching Jaxon's wolf with keen eyes. If he makes even the smallest of moves towards them I have no doubt they will lunge for him. He might be their future alpha, future ruler...but these are the notorious warriors of the Dark Phantom pack. Warriors that are still under Hector's command.novelbin

He shifts, panting out as I take in his injuries through the eyes of my wolf. I've managed to get plenty of blows into him, the best a large slash across his chest that was already healing.

He leans over slightly, his hands going to his knees as he takes in deep breathes. His eyes fall upon my wolf just as I shift back...my wolf conscious that the threat has now gone, that he can give me back control.

I shift, holding on to my side as blood continues to free flow out of me.

"Shit, Knox...I'm sorry." He takes a step towards me, remorse written all over his face. Jaxon was always remorseful afterwards...he just needed to get in control of the anger that makes him act out like this.

If I hadn't of stepped in, then who would have...Red? Jace isn't here now to do it...and I'll be damned if I let her wolf get mauled like I have just been.

In silence, we are marched back by the warriors to the alpha house, my bleeding starting to slow down as the core buildings of the pack come into view.

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