Forsaken by the Moon Goddess novel Chapter 37

Benedict

Sloane and I spend most of the morning and early afternoon studying for finals. I have to admit, I wasn’t expecting her to take me to her room. The smell of her bedroom … is fucking intoxicating. It took me a bit of time to settle and begin studying, and by then, Sloane was already leaving my ass in the dust.

I quicky caught up and began talking through what we’ve learned, what we thought would be on the exams, and discussing our differences of opinions about what we’ve Learned.

Sloane ordered lunch in the room and we continued to study. Honestly, studying like this, with her, I feel like I’m taking in more, remembering more than I would if I were just studying by mysęlt.

Just before four, Sloane stops and looks at me. “Ready to spar with me?”

“Yeah. Let’s do it.”

She gets her clothes and while she’s changing there’s a knock at her door. When I open it, Slade is standing there with a pair of workout shorts and a t-shirt.

“Sloane said you needed sparring clothes. Don’t worry, these are Uncle Roman’s,” he says.”Thanks,” I say, ready to close the door.

“And while we have a moment..” he says, slapping his hand on the door and forcing it to remain open, “I’ll let you know that I love my sister very much and if you do anything to hurt her, Uncle Roman and Aunt Samara won’t be the only ones you’ll have to worry about.”

I grin at him. “When you become Alpha of your pack, we should talk about an alliance.”

He frowns at me. “I was talking about Sloane.”

“I know. I have no intention of hurting your sister, so in four years when you take over your pack, you should have no problem creating an alliance with me. And if she happens to be my mate, then I would expect that we’d form an alliance anyway,” I say.

His frown deepens. “Is this how you get her to agree to things she never would have agreed to with anyone else?”

“Yep. Now, are you going to stand there while change or can I close the door?”

“‘Il see you downstairs.”

“For what?” I ask. Now it’s my turn to frown.

“Afternoon warrior training?” he says slowly as if I’m slow.

“You have warrior training twice a day?” I ask.

“You don’t?” Sloane and Slade ask at the same time. I turnto look at her. She’s dressed in her fighting clothes.

I feel another wave of desire flow through me. Fuck! Is this only going to get worse as it gets closer to her birthday?

“We train two hours a day in the morning,” I say, dragging my eyes away from her so I don’t start having visions of • ripping those clothes off her and having my way with her.

“So do we,” Slade says.

“And then we train another two hours in the afternoon,”

Sloane says.

Well, that might explain why Roman Hartwell is the strongest Alpha in the country.

“The entire pack trains twice a day?” I ask, looking between them.

“Well, not the wolves on patrol, but all the others, yes,” Sloane says. “Doesn’t your pack do that?”

“Not yet. But that will change when I become Alpha. I’m going to get changed and then we can go,” I say.

I step into Sloane’s bathroom, realizing that her bathroom isn’t anything like Bethany’s. Bethany’s bathroom has all kinds of makeup, lotions, potions, and goddess knows what other kinds of crap all over the place. Sloane’s counter has a container with liquid soap and that’s it.

I quickly get changed, being nosey and looking in thecabinet and drawers in her bathroom finding her toothbrush and toothpaste, hairbrush, lots of hair ties, but still no makeup. I smile. Yep, my girl is exactly who she is all the time

When I step out, Sloane and Slade are waiting for me. It looks like she was filling him in on what’s been going on between us.

“How the fuck do you not see how utterly fantastic you are when you can fight like that and walk away practically unscathed?” | ask. It’s truly mind-boggling to me that she’s so blind to how amazing she is.

“I’m not unscathed,” she says, pulling her shorts down and showing me a bruise on her hip that is in the shape of my fist.

“Seriously? That’s your testament?”

1 pull the t-shirt I’m wearing off. I don’t have to look to know that I have bruises all over me. Even with Marrok healing me, Sloane’s punches are so powerful that it will take him time to heal them.

She frowns. “Sorry, I should have …” she begins, making me growl.

“You should be exactly who you are, Sloane. Don’t you ever fucking pull your punches with me. I will only get better because you will drive me to be better. Never expect less from me than you expect from yourself.” I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her to me. ” Understood?”

“This is a lot of bruises, Benedict.”

“Next time it will be less. I’ll get better because you willmake me a better fighter, Sloane. Promise me you’ll never back off because you think I can’t handle it. Force me to be good enough for you.”

“You mean I should force myself to be good enough for you, right?” she asks.

“No. I meant what ! said. You’re a better fighter than I am.” That much is obvious. Force me to be good enough for you, Sloane,” I say, before sliding my hand in her hair and pressing my lips to hers, growling when she leans against me and gives herself to the kiss.

“Now, my girlfriend, I need a shower, then you promised me dinner,” I say, pulling away before things get too out of hand.

She gives me an evil grin. “You can use my shower. I have a lovely, floral scented body wash for you.”

1 rub my nose against hers. “You think that bothers me? If it’s yours, that just means that I’ll smell more like you and there’s nothing I want more right now than to let everyone in this pack know that you’re mine. So, lead the way,” I say, grinning when her sassy grin falls.

Then she shakes her head. “You definitely like a challenge, don’t you?”

My grin gets even bigger. “Yes, I do. And you, my girlfriend, give me the best challenges of my life.”