The Rejected Daughter Of An Alpha novel Chapter 19

"What would they count as a 'valid reason'?" He asks with a raised brow.

"Pregnancy, marriage, or serious injury." I say listing them by common occurrence.

"I love how you said pregnancy then marriage." He says with a chuckle.

"It's more common for an underground lady to get pregnant before they get married because more prefer to... entertain... Themselves after a fight. And often fighters will marry each other and neither of them will give up fighting. Often times serious injury will only stop them briefly until they recover and then they're back to fighting." I say explaining the answers.

"Well then." He says with raised brows and a shrug. "Would you ever want kids."

"Yes. Many. I've always wanted a sibling but, my mom didn't want a second chance mate so there was no way I would be able to have one. I don't want my kids to feel lonely growing up." I say thinking back to my childhood and how lonely it was with very few children in the pack at that time. We were switching Alphas and now that we have settled, there are many children but at the time the packs was quite lonely for a child my age.

"How many kids would you want?" He asks.

"7." I say, laughing and completely joking.

"Oh please no. That's over kill." He says, his eyes swallowing his head at the thought of that many kids. Honestly, the thought isn't appealing because giving birth 7 times doesn't sound fun.

Training starts today. I get up very early, ready to get this thing started after having been inactive for much too long. I throw on a tank top and pair of men's basketball shorts, because we won't be going extreme today, and head out to the training field. When I get out there, no one else is, which is not unexpected as it's 3 in the morning. I do my warm ups which consist of running two miles, doing 150 push ups, and and 150 pull ups before taking a break to drink some water and wait for the others. At promptly 5am, everyone who will be training today arrives. Some of the older girl, who are about 16, are in leggings that are almost see through and sports bras that are too tight. The boys who are the same age or a year older are all looking at the girls, some with disgust and some with lust. Everyone quickly shifts their eyes to the field where they see me and a chatter starts among them.

"I thought the greatest warrior their pack had was gonna be here?", "Were is he?", and "She's hot!' Are just a few of the phrases I catch flittering through the group. Axe must have caught the last one too, because he bristles a little at the comment and then calls for silence.

"This is the top warrior of the Risen Moon pack of Oregon. Her name is Cassie Mora and you will treat her with the utmost respect. You will follow her instructions as if she were the moon goddess her self. If I find out that any of you disrespected her, you will face punishment. She is a guests and we want to make a good impression." He says raising his brows at everybody. He nods to me and then walks off.

"For starters! IF YOU ARE WEARING SOMETHING THAT IS TOO TIGHT OR SEE THROUGH, YOU WILL GO CHANGE IN THIS INSTANT! WE WILL NOT PROCEED WITHOUT YOU BUT YOU WILL MISS THE INTRODUCTIONS. IM OK WITH LEGGINGS AND SPORTS BRAS TO WORK OUT IN BUT I WANT THEM PROPERLY SIZED OR COVERED WITH A T-SHIRT." I say raising my voice to be heard throughout the crowd. A large group of girls and a few guys go to change and I have everyone else sit down on the grass. The group I have today is gets 11 - 17 and is coed. This means that I'll have to split them up into groups.