Chapter 17

Elena’s POV

King Harvey carries me back to his private training room in silence. Any werewolf that looks our way automatically looks down when he meets their gaze.

“I will wrap your ankle, Elena.” King Harvey says as he rushes off the running track.

In a flash, we are in his private training room. He sits me on a soft red chair and instructs I lift my swollen ankle. Painfully, I do so and watch as he pulls out a red compression bandage and wraps my ankle tightly.

“Elena, you said you are tired. This compression bandage will heal you slowly. It is not a normal piece of fabric. When you can stand once again, I would like to show you how to punch again.”

“Yes, King Harvey, thank you for being so kind, I appreciate you greatly.”

I blush when he turns to me with a magnificent, fanged grin.

“Oh, my Elena, do not tempt me.” King Harvey growls lowly. “You understand my sensitive predicament.”

“I am the one wounded, King Harvey…” I whisper, trying to diffuse the situation.

King Harvey looks at me hungrily then gently squeezes my ankle. When I only feel the slightest tingle of pain, I know he was not lying to me.

I gasp as he grins, lifting my healing ankle to his lips and kissing it tenderly.

This is so…intimate?

Blushing, I bury my face in my hands and he chuckles.

“Elena, come here.”

I stand and walk slowly to King Harvey who walks backwards to the bag, staring at me so hard I feel his eyes will pop out.

When he gets in position, I follow and am glad I can apply weight to my ankle.

He punches the bag twice, then motions I do so.

I follow his guide the best I can, but I know I am wrong.

He allows me to punch the bag several times, then he walks behind me.

I freeze.

“Did I do something wrong, King Harvey?”

“You are too tense, Elena.” King Harvey buries his face in my neck from behind and I jump forward.

He chuckles as I remain unable to speak clearly.

“King Harvey, I- “

“I have an idea, Elena. We will spar, your body will relax.”

“What?!”

“I believe you need an experience. I will not lay a hand on you, Elena. Ever.”

I nod, wanting to make him happy and move to face him. King Harvey matches his stance with me and lightly punches me. I duck and twist when he launches his left fist at me.

Seeing an opening, I kick his chest lightly with my left foot to not hurt my right.

I am too slow for his reflexes, and he grabs my foot, keeping it right above his heart.

“Good, Elena. You saw an open spot. As do I.”

“King Harvey!” I exclaim as he moves his hand up my calf and pulls me so that my leg is tucked under his left arm.

Suddenly, we are face to face and I am panting.

The silver color overcomes his eyes and I stop thinking.

King Harvey lowers us both to the ground then presses his body to mine.

“I am very glad you are healed….”

“T-thanks.”

“To my bed?” King Harvey offers softly. The hunger in his eyes is undeniable.

“Uh... I…”

I try to scream as he picks me up and carries me off to his bed, his hand clasps over my mouth and silences me at once.

Is he going to take my virginity? Can I handle it?

The desire in his eyes interests me and terrifies me.

As he leans into me, I try to stop him with my hands. He kisses me on the cheek then all over my face.

Before I can understand entirely what is going on, he presses his lips to mind heatedly. I relax. With nothing in my mind, I kiss him back, combing my hands through his brown hair. I dig at his scalp and allow myself to deepen the kiss.

He groans at my actions and kisses me back, pressing me deeply into his bed.

King Harvey pulls away just to breathe, his chest rattling with every second. He kisses me again, this time his talons run down the major vein in my neck.

My blood heats and boils over in the contrast, one slash I am dead. I stop kissing him and he will die of want.

Another kiss explodes between us, and I drag my hands down the expanse of his chest, feeling how he shivers at my touch.

Despite my fears… I do enjoy kissing him.

King Harvey pulls away to pant and shoves his face in my neck, pressing his fangs into my neck. When his fangs purposefully nick my mating mark, I buck up into him unintentionally.

In shock, he places both his hands on my thighs and presses me down harshly.

“I can smell the blood on your back, Elena. Still not healed. Damn it.”

King Harvey helps me up and wraps a quilt around my shoulders.

What the hell was I doing?

“I… am sorry…”

“One more month.” King Harvey says through his gritted teeth. “I will only wait until the day of the mark ceremony at most, Elena! Damn it!”

He will take my virginity that night.

I sigh heavily. “I did kiss you, King Harvey.” I try to soothe him and calm my burning body… I do want another kiss.

“Sleep, Elena.”

I lie down as King Harvey wraps his arms around me and inhales my scent.

Hiding away under the quilt, I stare at his sleeping form and secretly look forward to our night together.

Under King Harvey’s guidance, I made rapid progress. I now can hold my own against several Betas.

Today, the schoolteacher coldly stares at me.

“Miss, I would like to take the fighting class today, I will do it by myself.”

“No, human, I will not repeat. Humans can’t take fighting classes.” She glares at me impatiently.

The rest of the class mockingly mimic my tone then howl in laughter.

“Is she crazy? A human wants to take fighting lessons with werewolves. How stupid!!”

Jane’s voice makes me freeze. “Elena, don’t you dare complain to King Harvey when you fail and are injured and crying. We can’t afford to blame you when the time comes!”

My blood freezes in shock then boils in rage.

“Jane,” I hiss. “I want! To take this course and I will face the consequences alone!” I put my foot down both figuratively and literally, stomping to prove my point.

The teacher nods me in the class with a firm frown. We are divided into two groups of power levels and are to practice in pairs.

I am in the low to medium strength section, the far right of the room.

The guy with black hair from before huffs as he glares at me. “Teacher! Why did you put me in a group with a human?”

The teacher rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

The rest of the werewolves in my group all shrink together in a cluster and leave me standing by myself as they try to convince the teacher to change groups.

She doesn’t even reply to them.

I hold back my sigh. I need experience like King Harvey said previously… he did make sense.

The guy with back hair tries to bug me again.

“I bet she won’t last a single minute! Five bucks on that bet!”

Jane, from across the room in her higher strength level turns to me with a malicious glare. “It is far too much for her to last ten seconds!”

I wish I had the strength to fight her!

My concentration is ripped away when a werewolf is shoved to stand in front of me to fight.

With a whistle blow, the class begins.