Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
When I arrived for training after breakfast I was still grinning. I got to have dessert before breakfast today and it had left me very hungry and very happy. The others noticed the smile on my face, but they said nothing.
They didn’t have that close relationship I had with Noah. He was my best friend and we would always rag on each other like we were kids. It was just the way things were and I wouldn’t have it any other way. We’d be proper and professional when we had to, but when it came to off time or when we were around just friends and family it was all fair game.
I also noticed I wasn’t the only one walking around with a big satisfied grin this morning. Dietrich was as well and Shawn blushed a lot every time he saw that grin. He knew that we all knew, but it was not a big deal to us. Sex was sex after all, as long as you were happy and it was between consentual adults who cared who it was between.
In this moment I truly felt sorry for the others. The three of us had our partners with us, but Shane, David, and Vincent were all alone and missing their mates and family. I knew how that felt too and I wished I didn’t have to put them through this.
I didn’t have time to worry about that too much. Soon Lucas came into the training room with Nick and Grant. They had all worked together to take the traitors out of the country and our guards went with them, apparently they all got to know each other and we would all be training together now.
I had met and approved of Nick and Grant before. They seemed like strong and capable men. There was also something familiar about Grant. He just looked similar to the twins.
“Hey Grant.” I called out to him when he came into the room.
“Yes, King Joaquin?” He asked me, I wanted to wince at the title. I still wasn’t used to that.
“What is your family name?” I asked him.
“Is that relevant?” He seemed confused.
‘It is.” I nodded to him. I had a feeling I knew what it would be.
“It’s Asher, Sir.”
“I knew it.” I grinned.
“What, really?” Both Shane and Shawn said at the same time. They really could act like real twins from time to time. That made me laugh.
“Is that a problem?” Grant looked worried.
“That’s our name.” They spoke at the same time again, in a rare show of perfect unison.
“You are Ashers?” Grant asked them. “From where is your family from?”
The three of them talked for a few moments while the rest of us watched on with curiosity. They were related. Grant was their great great great great uncle. Apparently, before joining the Sentinelle, Grant had had a massive falling out with his family and left home. He didn’t think things would ever be reconciled so when he was offered a position in the Sentinelle he took it without hesitation.
“To think that my kin would end up in the service of the Goddess when that was the life I chose for myself all those years ago.” Grant seemed happy to have reconnected with his bloodline. This couldn’t be a coincidence, could it?
After the excitement of the reunion, we got down to work for the day. Those of us with combat abilities were trying our hardest to use them in new ways. But we could all feel new magic running through us on this day.
As I was practicing I felt myself wanting to feel a sword in my hand. I could imagine it perfectly, the smooth grip that was perfectly shaped for my hand, the blade extending far away from the handle flickering with light and heat as the flames moved gently. Flames? Why was I imagining a sword made of fire?
Just as I had thought those words I heard the gasps around me as I felt the firm grip in my hands and saw the light flickering through my closed eyes.
When I opened my eyes I saw a sword with a black onyx handle and a ruby red blade engulfed in swirling flames. I had made this sword appear. Was this part of my fire abilities I had? My wolf could turn into flames and I could howl fireballs, and now I could summon a fire sword. This was awesome.
“Holy shit, Joaquin, that’s awesome.” Shane exclaimed as he saw my blade. “It’s like mine, only fire.” He smiled as he summoned his own sword.
“So you’ve got a fire ability?” Lucas asked me. “Can you do anything else?”
“My wolf turns into fire and I howl fireballs.” I grinned, happy to have this power.
“Anything else?” He asked.
“I haven’t tried.” I admitted.
“Try now. You never know until you try, right?” He was grinning, this was starting to get interesting. I nodded and decided I would just try imagining more things like I did the sword.
I imagined arrows, my Little Bunny could use them with her elements, maybe I could too. I closed my eyes and imagined how they would look. When I opened my eyes the red and orange arrow was hovering in front of my face.
“Amazing.” Dietrich’s voice was full of approval and happiness as he watched on. “Try hitting a target.”
“Hit that target on the wall, we’ll be ready with water.” Nick told me.
I nodded and did as he wanted. I looked at the target and aimed for the center. But, it seemed like shooting these arrows was not as easy as making them. When I finally got it to move it went way off course.
The arrow was shooting straight toward Vincent with incredible speed.
“Shit!” He threw his hands up the split second before it hit him but the arrow was knocked off course. No one saw anything, but the arrow had moved away and landed on the floor, only to be extinguished by Nick’s bucket of water a second later.
“What was that?” David asked.
“I don’t know.” Vincent looked shocked.
“No, he got another level up.” Shane joked with a fake petulant voice. “I want one too.”
