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***Demetri's POV***

The whole pack scattered around the training grounds. Almost all were still training in human form. I stood beside Beta Alex as he ushered instructions to the crowd who was set to spar.

"Today we would like to see you spar as humans first and then transform into your wolves." He stated.

The crowd agreed.

"Who wants to go first, but no mates will be each other's partners. This is training not cuddling." He winked.

All our parents gathered around the sparring rink, anxious to get a peek at each of the pair's wolves. This would be the first time Alex, Efran and I were introduced to Alisa, Lindsay and Alivia's wolves.

I was quite excited, if I might add.

We were also intrigued as to how much training the girls were actually educated to. Not that I doubt Alpha Carter, but generally she wolves were not trained as well as male wolves.

"I will go" my dad volunteered.

"Choose your partner" Alex instructed.

"You" my dad said pointing to Alex.

I had to stifle my laughter as the look of concern washed over my mom's delicate features.

I walked over to Mom and wrapped my arm around her tiny waste. Kissing her cheek I reassured her it was all in good fun.

She held her fist to her lips as she pouted.

I rolled my eyes and watched intently as Dad and Alex entered the ring.

The two slowly circled one another analyzing each other's movements. This continued long enough that I interrupted.

"Is this a fight or a dance?" I quipped.

Mom slung the fist that was at her lips straight into my gut.

I grunted with dramatic pause as I cried out "Mama that hurt."

Immediately she began hovering over me as if she had actually done any damage.

"Mom I'm just kidding" I soothed her.

And, BAM she hit me once again.

I laughed while feeling sorry for my dad if she ever got angry.

Dad proudly threw the first punch, landing a stiff fist into Alex' left shoulder. Alex groaned quietly before landing his heel in Dad's abs. Dad tried with difficulty not to grimace.

Alex swiped his leg under Dad's feet as Dad deftly avoided the kick.

The old man still had it. I smirked.

"Don't hit my handsome face" Alex taunted.

"I gave you that pretty face" Dad retorted.

Alex laughed as he caught a right hook to the jaw. But, he quickly regained composure before landing a blow to Dad's chest.

"Shift!" I demanded.

Instantly, two large black wolves stood before us.

Dad's wolf was equal in size to both me and Alex. The only difference being the depth of his eye's and the few white flecks that scattered thru his fur.

Alex jumped straight for Dad, but he kneeled down sending Alex flying over his head. Alex landed on his side, but flipped to his paws before he could settle into the mat.

Their wolves were equal in strength, the years of age had melted away from Dad as his wolf emerged himself in the familiar glory of battle. Alpha's have a way of rising to any occasion and my Dad, my Alpha, was no exception.

I could tell both Alex and Dad were being careful, there was no emotion behind their fight, just a lust for a gentle workout. No claws were being showcased and no teeth barred in spite.

It was quite majestic to watch the grace, that wolves their size could move in.

A few more minutes of flipping, kicking and swiping went by before the end of the spar was near. Instead of an act of either wolf submitting, they just both slowly laid down showing their pride to one another. But, as Dad went to stand, Alex barred his neck in a true act of respect for his first Alpha, our Dad, our hero.

Dad sauntered to Alex and licked his muzzle in a loving caress.

I suddenly felt jealous that I had not been picked to submit to my Dad.

"Who's next?" I offered.

"Ladies choice!" Alex billowed.

"Fuck yeah!" Lindsay squealed.

"Alright Lind" Alex agreed. "Pick your victim" He smirked.

"Livy" Lindsay winked.

Alivia walked slowly over to the ring and cracked her neck.

As the air slipped between her joints, a very noticeable shiver slid down my spine. So fucking sexy!

Lindsay and Alivia both pulled their hair into tight high buns before they shook each other's hands. Each one taking a moment to throw a playful glare of challenge at the other.

Instead of circling their opponent, they side stepped calculating each small movement. It became intense as each step brought them closer but, slowly all movement was halted.

Lindsay batted her hand toward Alivia, testing her reflexes. Alivia moved infinitesimally, barely missing the connection.

Alivia swiped her leg high, so fast, that Lindsay had to flip to miss the kick to her head. They moved with such elegance you would be distracted by their grace. Each move so thought out yet, reflexive.

When Lindsay landed from her back flip she was in a predatory crouch and Alivia was her prey. The smile of ease that laced their faces showed no malice. They could have been performing Cirque du Soleil.

Lindsay lunged, but Alivia didn't move to dodge. Instead she urged her hands, palms forward, and landed them on Lindsay's chest. It was a dominant power move that was perfectly executed. Lindsay was somersaulting mid air to keep from landing outside the ring.

Once both girls had successfully put space between them I yelled "shift".

I expected a moment of hesitance but, reeled at the instantaneous transformations into their wolves.

Lindsay was petite and powerful, her wolf an identical match to her human form. She had pink sand fur with those striking green eyes and a small white tip on her tail. She looked like she was painted by Michael Pape.

Alivia was a very large she wolf. She was white with silver highlights that almost shimmered a steel blue. Her eyes were striking blue against her fur. She stood tall and regal. Her form slender and powerful.

The majesty of their beauty was palpable.

They circled one another at a low height before Alivia pushed forward with raw force and collided chest to chest as Lindsay leaped to catch her pounce. They pawed at one another for a long minute on only their hind legs before breaking and pacing once again.

Lindsay nipped at Alivia's tail and Alivia turned from the sudden pinch, Lindsay leapt onto Alivia's back and nipped her neck. Alivia reared back with such force, she sent Lindsay flying to the ground. With an aerial twist, Lindsay landed on her paws once again.

The artistry of their movements was both captivating and deadly, no doubt a distraction during combat. Although they seemed meek in their format, their attack would be pestilent.

When neither could gain the upper hand, both wolves dropped their heads, signaling a draw. They walked behind a massive pine and shifted to their humans. As they came back into view a series of claps and whistles greeted them.

Large smiles lit their faces, they knew how well they had performed.

"That's our girls!" Beta Michael esteemed.

"Wow, that was exceptional." Mom applauded.

"Absolutely superb" I lulled and kissed Alivia on her temple.

"Anyone else?" Alex questioned.

"Izzy and I wanna spar." Ari whined.

"That's up to Mom and Dad" Alex granted.

"Only as wolves, they are too volatile as humans" Dad smirked.

"Alright girls, take your places." Efran instructed.

Izzy and Ari were vicious in their prowls. Their eyes cut at each other and snarls hissed between their canines. To an outsider, this looked like a death match.

They threw blow after blow at one another, but shockingly they kept their claws withdrew. Ari would land a paw on Izzy's snout. Izzy would return the connection with unbridled fervor. They were exceptional for their age.

Hell, I'm not sure I would enter their challenge anytime soon.

They pounced one another, rolling to the side to free themselves from the attack. What they lacked in size, they made up for in heart. Either of them would be a formidable ally in a fight.

I don't want to think about my little sisters ever executing these tactics in a true attack.

Izzy latched onto Ari's hind leg. Ari growled loudly and swiped her other leg at Izzy's throat. I expected Ari to tumble from lack of balance. But, whether it was pure determination or actual physicality, Ari stood firm.

When Ari's leg connected with Izzy's throat, a gasp sounded the crowd. No doubt from my mom.

Mom covered her eyes like a child, poking her eye thru her middle and ring finger.

Izzy struggled to regroup, but finally drew breath and came out with a vengeance. She threw her body forward, colliding with Ari's side and both went tumbling to the mat.

I was seconds away from calling the spar, but dad shook his head no at me. They were a tad rough for my liking.

Both wolves were waning on energy and you could see the missteps that were placed. As they circled the ring, I was reminded of scenes from Rocky when Apollo was staggering to his death.

In a surge of energy, Ari leapt from her still stance and aggressively landed her front paws on Izzy's head, pinning it beneath Izzy's body.

Izzy shook vigorously trying to remove Ari. But, Ari had the positional advantage. Ari dropped her full wolf weight onto Izzy's neck, drawing out the pin.

Izzy's legs buckled and she barred her neck in submission.

Izzy laid on the mat long enough that I began walking toward the rink. But, Alex stuck his hand out to stop me.

Just then Ari pranced to Izzy, falling softly beside her. Ari lifted Izzy's head with her snout and they just looked at one another. A silent conversation was undoubtedly communicated.

Both wolves started slowly licking each other's faces.

Finally, after my breath was depleted, Izzy and Ari rose and left behind the trees to retrieve their clothes.

When they reappeared as their human forms they were giggling.

I ran over towards both my sisters and dropped on one knee drawing them both into a hug.

"That was fascinating." I grinned widely.

"Thanks Alpha" they replied together.

"A few more years and you can fight Alex!" I laughed.

"Hell No" Alex whined.

"They can fight Gamma" he continued.

The girls were giggling.

They would never be in danger but, Alex was giving them a good show.

"Why Me?" Why anyone?" Efran dramatically cried.

The whole crowd burst into tears of laughter.

Never a serious moment with this pack.

"Arianna? Isabelle?" Mom called.

The smile on the twins faces turned to frowns.

"Great job, babies." Mom cooed as she smooched their squishy cheeks.

"We're not babies, Mom" Izzy whined.

"You will always be my babies" Mom reminded them.

Alex returned to the ring.

"Alisa, did you want to spar?" Alex quietly asked.

You could see the uncertainty in his features.

"I wouldn't miss it" Alisa beamed.

"Pick your partner." Alex huffed with a dismissive hand.

He was being a big ass pup!

"Beta" Alisa affirmed.

"We can't spar, we're mates" Alex smiled.

"Beta Michael!" Alisa Corrected.

"Not happening, again" Beta Michael scowled.

"Still not over the last time" Alisa smirked.

"Not trying to die by Alpha Carter or Beta Alex." Beta Micheal laughed.

"I got you Lexi" Efran menacingly grinned.

"It's your throat" Beta Michael warned.

"I'll take my chances." Efran challenged.

Alisa and Efran entered the ring.

Alisa yanked her hair quickly into a messy bun before removing her shirt, her dry fit tank remaining on.

Efran swiped his shirt and threw it at Lindsay. Then he blew her a kiss.

This is gonna be interesting!

Alisa positioned her feet 24 inches apart. Digging her toes into the mat.

Efran followed her stance.

Alisa bent down and extended her arms, cupped her hands palms up and beckoned Efran in a come at me motion.

Efran cracked his knuckles, placed his hands palms forward and winked at Alisa.

Alex growled loudly enough to make Efran smile.

Efran swiftly threw up his hand into a rotating punch, attempting to land a blow on Alisa's head. Alisa cocked her head to the side and dodged.

Efran tried again by feigning a punch with the same hand, but used the left one instead.

Alisa dodged again, throwing Efran a grin.

Alisa tightened her weight down on her left leg and angled her right leg to 80 degrees, leaning ever so slightly back. And thrusted her right leg powerfully towards Efran's stomach.

Efran caught her leg turning to the right, as Alisa probably intended, and she spun to her right and landed her left foot into Efran's temple in a spinning high kick.

Efran stumbled back and Alisa landed stealthily on the blade of her shoulder, effectively keeping her weight in her lower half.

Alisa maneuvered a kick up and was back on her feet in seconds.

Efran threw his shoulders forward and Alisa caught his arms in a grapple. They locked frames and kept the hold until they both buckled their shoulders and rolled them back during the release.

Alisa had mad fucking skill. Her slender body held a huge amount of strength.

I had seen Efran take down almost every Warrior in our pack. He was sweating this spar.

Once the released each other Alex demanded "shift".

Just like Alivia, Alisa's wolf was identical with a minuscule difference in their eyes.

Efran's wolf was dark brown like burnt oak wood. His eyes were a shadowy hazel that reflected more honey or green with his aura.

Efran looked fierce, in wolf form. He was a few inches taller than Alisa. He puffed his chest and stood tall, demanding, while she entered the ring again.

Alisa challenged his stance by mimicking Efran and glaring into his eyes.

I chuckled. She wasn't showing an ounce of fear.

Efran immediately plowed towards Alisa, dropping his head into her shoulder, but she dug her heels into the mat, halting his advance.

Efran inched his head lower and once it was nestled into Alisa's chest he attempted to butt her chin with the back of his head.

Alisa wrapped her paws around his waist. He was in a blind spot and didn't see her hind legs arch, she skillfully flipped them over, and launched Alex across the ring with the power of her hind legs.

Efran was momentarily stunned and Alisa took advantage. She catapulted her body forward and landed her head in his side, pinning him to the ropes.

This isn't an aggressive or defensive stance, just a head game of power.

Efran shifted his weight and maneuvered himself out of her hold.

Alisa came at him fast, but Efran caught the intent, successfully blocking her hit with his shoulder. Alisa hopped sideways to keep her balance.

They were unequal in size but she was clearly skilled in her moves.

Efran got irritated with the draw and flung his massive form forward, knocking Alisa's wolf on it's side but, Alisa was up quicker than Efran could pin her. Instead she walked by him whipping her tail across his head with a wolf grin plastered on her face. Taunting him.

He swiped her tail and threw his other paw to her hip knocking her a foot to the side.

Alex was getting agitated and I had to stand beside him to keep his temper controlled. His arms were tightly wrapped around his chest and his nails were biting into his biceps. His jaw was tight and a tick was present.

It's not often your she wolf would be fighting a male, especially one with Gamma blood.

Alex seemed to forget that not only was Alisa fairly matched, she had Alpha blood running thru her veins. She could hold her own in this spar.

Dad suddenly moved to Alex' other side and Alpha Carter had slowly crept to his back, placing his hand on Alex taut shoulder. We weren't sure how far Alex would go if he felt Alisa was threatened.

Alisa startled us all by letting out a deafening grow of agitation.

Her body started vibrating, the steel streaks of her fur glistening in the sun.

Alex' little mate had a temper.

Apparently she wasn't keen on getting bested.

She leapt at Efran with a playful fury and swiped her paws at his head before jolting her head forward and head butting him with full force.

The thud was tangible. She had landed a low blow.

Efran stepped back before charging at her and she caught his head into her left shoulder. She let out a loud whimper and submitted.

The pain that etched in her eyes was nothing compared to the look of regret that Efran was drowning in. He whimpered loudly and bent down to access the damage.

Alex was fuming at this point. His body was shaking and I had to wrap my arms around him to keep him from fucking ripping Efran's head off.

Alex eyes glazed over and he relaxed his stance, dropping his hands to his side and cracking his neck. Alisa had mind linked him her condition.

Efran ran into the woods in a blazing heat and returned quickly in human form.

"Fuck, shit I'm sorry Alisa." Efran scrambled.

Alisa slowly got up and walked behind the tree. When she returned, she was rolling her shoulder and massaging it. But, you could tell she was amused.

She marched up to Efran and whacked the back of his head.

"I deserved that." He relinquished.

"That's for having sympathy on your opponent, you idiot." Alisa chastised.

Everyone let out a huff of breath. Then laughter filled the air.

Efran won the spar, but Alisa definitely won the encore.