Maverick laid down on his under belly, his paws in front of his small body as he stared up at Blaine who didn't look all too amused.
"Maverick." Blaine scolded, the pup ignoring his instructions as he tilted his head to the side, refusing to move.
Pierce had a discussion with Blaine about Maverick due to him having a power struggle between himself and his wolf. Since Maverick was so young and how rare it was for werewolves to shift before the age of sixteen, he must be trained at a much younger age.
With the usual age of shifting at sixteen, it meant that our wolf were easier to control and dominate and Pierce had been trying to train him for the past week while Blaine only began two days ago.
"Don't make me Alpha command you." Blaine threatened, his tone light but meaning every word. They were trying not to use their Alpha command on him as Maverick needed to learn how to master his own wolf, without being forced by another.
Maverick whined, his little body tired and wanting to play instead as he got up on all fours and ran over to Blaine.
We had been out here since 11 o'clock and my watch was now ticking closer to 1 o'clock. "He just wants to play." I said as Maverick began chasing a rabbit.
"He's paid no attention for the past hour, all he's done is play." Blaine said, his eyes rolling as he stared in Maverick's direction and then back down at his daughter who laid quietly in her Moses basket, hidden beneath the shade.
"He can do 20 more minutes of training then he can do whatever he wants," He stated as he raced towards Maverick, picking him up and dragging him away from the rabbit who managed to burry himself deep into his burrow.
"Leave the rabbit alone." He commanded Maverick as he brought him back over towards me. "20 more minutes and you're done."
I watched on while Blaine and Maverick trained with Maverick following his instructions.
Once they had finally finished the training, Blaine sat down, his arm brushing against mine as we watch on at Maverick who was running all over the place.
Until Maverick suddenly zoomed across the grass, his wolf form bundling across the green towards the lake as Blaine abruptly stood up. Maverick managed to run all the way to the wooden deck as Blaine screamed at him to stop.
"Maverick, stop." Blaine growled in his Alpha tone.
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