The Alpha's Young Mate

Chapter 40

My dad smiles and drops his hands down, "Good so far. Now let's try this a little faster."

"Alright." I tell him before he raises his right hand and I punch it, but soon he starts to raise each hand faster and faster so I can barely keep up. I guess it is based on speed still.

Ace stops us and tells me, "Don't swing your arms when you punch, it makes the punch slower and less powerful. Swing your arms straight instead."

I huff and Ace steps back to the side as my dad raises his hands up and we go again. At first, I had trouble keeping a good pace, but after a minute I caught on and hit each hand perfectly.

My dad drops his hands down once more and says, "okay, now I'm going to attempt to punch you so you have to either block my fist from your face, or dodge it."

He pauses and raises his eyebrows, "you know how to block and dodge, right?"

I shake my head no and so him and Ace show me how to block a punch and how to dodge a punch to my face.

My dad then starts with the hand punching as he raises his left hand and I punch it with my right. He drops that hand and raises his left and swings it towards my face. I quickly duck under it and he raises his right again before I punch it.

Just when I thought I had this down, he raised his left hand, but when I punched it, he had swung his right hand and hit me, not to hard, in the cheek.

He sighs and says, "Keep focused on both hands at the same time, not just one."

I nod my head okay and we continue doing the hand punching for about three hours longer - which is stupid to just do that for so long, but my dad says it's important to throw a good punch, hit at the right spot, and have good timing.

After training I felt sick so I decided to take a 30 minute nap - which turned into a four hour nap. I woke when I heard the bedroom door open and Clayton's wonderful scent hit me.

I sit up quickly and smile at him, "Hey,"
He waves his hand slightly before he walks into the bathroom and shuts the door. I frown; he won't talk to me and I barely see him anymore, which is making this whole problem of Cole's death worse because right now, I feel all his pain and he needs his mate to help him through this but all he is doing is pushing me away.

I sigh and lay back down waiting for him to come out of the shower so I can talk to him.

After 15 minutes he came out of the bathroom. I watched him as he walked over to his dresser and opened a drawer.

After a few minutes of silence I speak, "Clay,"

He turns to me, "what?" He asks. His chocolate eyes are now surrounded by dark bags from him not sleeping. He has a problem with sleeping when he is trying to figure something out.

"..I..uh.." I pause to think of the right words before I continue again. "I think that you should stop obsessing over your sister's death, I know you are her brother and it sounds rude of me to say, but-" he cuts me off.

"She's not dead. I know she is alive."

I sigh and look down at the blankets while he continues, "None of you care about Nicole clearly."

I look up at him and get out of the bed. "She was my friend Clayton. I care about her!"

He pushes past me to walk out the door but I hurry and get infront of him so he can't leave.

He gives me a deadpan look and says, "move."
"No, you need sleep."

"I can't sleep knowing Nicole is in pain somewhere! Besides I need to know why the hell rogues attacked her and wrote that message on the wall in my mother's blood!"

He then growls, "So I need you to move."

I stand there for a second and he growls again. I remain in the same spot; between him and the door. Before I know it he pushes me out of the way  — harder than he probably thought he did — and into the wall before he storms out the door.

I hurry out of the door behind him and run over to him, "Clay, stop pushing me and everyone away, listen to me-"

He turns around and cuts me off by yelling, "I AM THE ALPHA SO YOU LISTEN TO ME AND STOP FUCKING TELLING ME WHAT TO DO."

I flinch at the tone in his voice and stand still as he turns around. Before he leaves I say, "You haven't been a very good alpha."

He pauses and turns around and pins me against the wall. "What did you just say?!"

"You haven't been taking care of your pack." I tell him as I feel his warm breath hit my face.

He growls but calms down as he looks into my blue eyes with his brown ones. He then let's his grip on me go and he turns before walking away, leaving me standing in the long dark hall by myself.