The Gift chronicles novel Chapter 1

Book 1 Chapter 2

 After the meeting, I went back to my house to put on my training gear.

I ran to the training field, By 10am, all 25 of the wolves arrived.

Despite having over 100 pack members eligible for training, I preferred to keep training classes small, so I could really correct each individual.

Technique was the most important part of combat training, and it required my attention to detail.

Then, they practiced hand to hand combat in human form.

Each individual chose a partner, and they would fight each other until one submitted.

Occasionally, the wolves would get too wound up and would have to be separated before they seriously could get hurt.

After the fighting in human forms, they would each fight in their wolf forms.

This tended to be way bloodier, and way more entertaining for me.

When their wolves took control, there was almost certainly blood to be shed.

It was harder to make their opponent submit, since it is not in a wolf's nature to submit to someone who isn't above them.

I preferred fighting in human form, partially due to my Gift, but also partially because fighting in wolf form was not always an option.

Sometimes, wolves will get poisoned with wolfsbane, prohibiting them from shifting, and they need to know how to fight as a human in case if that were to ever happen to them.

After they fought in wolf—form, the ones that weren't too injured would be able to practice their weapon—wielding skills.

Typically, only 10-15 wolves made it to this portion of the training day.

However, this was many of the wolves favorite part of training lessons with me.

I am the master of wielding weapons due to my gift.

I have been summoning knives, bows and arrows, swords, and many other weapons since I could walk.

This has made me incredibly familiar and incredibly accurate with them.

Many of the wolves also enjoyed using weapons, and have gotten really good at using them due to my training.

Typically, packs don't stress the importance of using weapons, as it is hard for them to obtain large quantities of them, and there is no guarantee that pack members would be good at using them.

This gave us an edge.

Contrary to my reputation as being cruel and heartless, I had a soft spot for the little pups.

They were so full of energy, innocence, and haven't yet been destroyed by the harsh truths of being a werewolf.

I may have had my childhood ripped away from me, but I was glad that most of them haven't.

I also knew that self defense was incredibly important in case of a war, and that's why pups and women alike trained.

In other packs, women are not typically trained.

As I ate my lunch prepared by the Pack House chefs, Alpha Wilson walked up to me, closely followed by John.

I narrowed my eyes at John, already knowing he wasn't up to anything good.

Alpha Wilson cleared his throat, and looked at me with sympathy.

"Delta John is invoking his right to challenge you to the death for the Gamma position.

The duel will take place tonight at midnight on the training grounds.” I enthusiastically accept the challenge, I mindlinked to both Alpha Wilson and John.

"John has also requested that the duel is in wolf form, rather than human form, as human form would give you an unfair advantage."

Alpha Wilson stated, probably expecting me to argue.

I could beat John with one paw tied behind my back, like I cared which form it was in.

I knew he thought him being in wolf form would give him the advantage, since his wolf was huge, and people from the pack rarely see me fight in wolf form.

Little do they know, I stay in human form because my wolf has violent tendencies that completely surpass me in human form.

The wolf part of me is much more violent, cruel, and uncontrollable; and I valued being in control above all else.

This fight was sure to end gruesomely, when my wolf wants blood, she gets it.