“Ohhh, Christian, can I pleeeeeeeeease spar with Shane?” Sebastiana begs.


    I watch Christian as I looks from Sebastiana to Shane.


    “I won’t hurt your sister, Christian. I promise,” Shane says. Sebastiana


    snorts.


    “He’s not worried about me,” she says.


    Shane looks at Sebastiana, then raises his eyebrow at Christian.


    “She’s right. I’m more worried about you,” Christian says, shocking me. My brother may only be sixteen, but he’s an excellent fighter.


    “Are you kidding me right now?” Shane asks Christian but it’s Sebastiana who answers.


    “My father,” she says, pointing to Alpha Sebastian, “number one on the leaderboard. My mother,” she says, shifting her finger to point to her mother. “Number two on the leaderboard and the first Alpha female to ever get on the leaderboard. My brother,” her finger moves to Christian this time. “Number one on the leaderboard. My half–brother, Ryan, number one on the leaderboard. His son, Raif, number one on the leaderboard. My mom’s brother, Uncle Dane, number one of the leaderboard. His son, Devin, number one on the leaderboard. You see where I’m going with this. My family has a legacy to uphold, and I have no intention of letting them or myself down when I go to the Academy. I’ve been raised by two very powerful Alphas, who were previous instructors at the Academy. I’ve trained with other powerful Alphas, even those who are family friends who are either currently on


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    or were on the leaderboard at one time. I have no intention <b>of </b><b>leaving </b>the Academy without having bumped my brother off that number <b>one </b>spot. So no, my brother isn’t worried about me in our sparring match He’s worried about you,” she says.


    “Are you really that good?” I ask. I’m curious, but she’s also sparked thepetitive nature of my wolf.


    “Want to find out?” she asks me, an excited gleam in her eyes.


    “Yeah, I do actually,” I say, looking at Christian.


    “You can’t hold back. Not for a minute. If you do, she’ll take you down hard and possibly injure you. You haven’t let go with me. If you do that with Sebi, she’ll make sure you regret it,” he says.


    I turn and look at her. “Alright.”


    “Yes!” she says, pumping her arm then pointing to Shane. “You’re next, Alpha. I need to scope out mypetition ahead of time.”


    “I guess I should be thankful she at least considers mepetition.” Shane murmurs, obviously irritated.


    “Christian, why don’t you coach your sister, and I’ll coach Enya,” Alpha Sebastian says.


    “No fair! You know my weaknesses,” Sebastiana says.


    “And Christian knows Enya’s. I think it’s very fair. If anything, it’s unfair to Enya because Christian knows both of your strengths and weaknesses,” he says.


    “Fine,” Sebastiana says, then we both step up to our coaches.


    “Let here to you, then when she gives you an opening, punch


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    to exploit?”


    “I hesitate,” I say honestly.


    “Don’t. It will be your downfall. Trust me, my daughter is an


    exceptional fighter. Don’t worry about hurting her. As she said, she’s sparred with many of the best in the world.”


    “No pressure.”


    “You’re an Alpha female. Make sure you prove it,” he says to me, then nods encouragingly.


    We take our ces and get into position.


    “Ready? Spar!” Alpha Christina says.


    Just like Alpha Sebastian said, Sebastiana immediately goes on the offensive, rushing forward. I dodge her punches and kicks and when the opening presents itself, I send a hard punch to her ribs.


    “Yes, Enya! Nice hit,<i>” </i>Alpha Sebastian says.


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