Princess of the Werewolves novel Chapter 81

I flipped over so I could see his face. He was really thinking about it. "You're not an idiot" Shawn stated. "I think you're hurt and you need time to find the will to forgive him" he hit the nail right on the head.

"I just feel horrible" I said honestly. "He's on this mission to help us, so we can have a pup; but I fought with him"

Shawn sighed. "You had a reason to fight. He did a lot in the past, and it wasn't healthy for your guys to not talk about it. You guys needed this fight" he informed me. I slowly nodded in understanding. He's right. We did need to at least talk about it. Shawn lightly nudged me. "Come on" he said. "I bought Hot Cheetos and orange Fanta" he softly smiled at me.

"Junk food makes everything better" I stated. We walked to the kitchen, where Matthew, Britney, Hope, Peyton, and Brian were sitting on the counters. "Hey, guys" I greeted them.

I jumped on the island in the middle and Shawn placed a bottle of orange Fanta and a bag of Hot Cheetos next to me. I thanked him and ripped open the bag. I popped a few in my mouth with a smile.

It's been about a week since Asher left and since we had that fight. He's been giving me space. We haven't talked since then and Ingrid won't talk to me. She understands why I'm doing this, but she doesn't approve of it.

Today was one of the days where I will have to help with training. I walked out to the field and the group of young adults greeted me. They were all around my age. "Alright guys. You trained in your wolf yesterday, so we're gonna train in human forms" I announced.

I trained the group a few times, so I was used to everything. "Find a partner, who isn't your mate" I said while looking at the guys who inched towards their mates. They always want to be partners with their mates, so they won't get hurt. But if the guys are taking it easy on the girls, then they're not really training.

Everyone got into groups of two and the guys looked worriedly at their mates. There was only one person without a mate, Giovanni. People just call him Gio. He was one of the quiet people. He's a hell of a fighter though.

"Gio. I guess you're my partner" I said. He nodded and stood next to me. "Let's start with dodging. Choose a person to throw the punches and kicks, the other one will dodge them. We'll switch when I say so" I told the group. They nodded and exchanged a few words with their partner before starting the exercise.

"You hit. I'll dodge. And don't hold back" I stated. Whenever someone has to be my partner, I can tell that they aren't giving it their all. They're always afraid to hurt me or something. Gio nodded and got in a fighting stance.

He handed me a towel to wipe my sweat. "You do know you don't have to participate in the training, right?" he asked as we walked into the kitchen.

I shrugged. "It's kinda messed up if I just stand there and watch everyone train" I stated. Everyone was sitting around on the counters. After training, we all just hang out in the kitchen and eat junk food. So we basically sweat off a few pounds before eating junk food to gain the weight back.

I grabbed an orange Fanta out of the fridge and hopped onto the island. Shawn threw me a bag of Hot Cheetos. "What is up with that soda and chips?" Peyton asked while nodding towards my junk food.

"Its the best soda and the best chips" I said with a shrug. "It's a hundred times better if they are together"

I opened the bag and the smell of Cheetos entered my nose, but it smelt gross. It made me want to throw up. "What's wrong?" Peyton asked.