13-Hold Mah Hoops

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Olivia's POV

The door crashed and crumbled and there stood Landon.

Pissed as can be.

"Back the fuck up Dalton! Get away from Olivia or I swear to the moon goddess, I will fucking pound your head into the ground." Landon growled with a icy tone.

Dalton bowed his head down and muttered a 'yes alpha' and walked out. I kept frozen where I was so that maybe Landon wouldn't notice me. I mean I know it's stupid but I am kinda scared shitless now.

"Where the fuck were you today!?" Landon yelled looking at me. I flinch when I hear his tone. I've seen alphas at my dads dinner parties yell when they see there mates near someone else. Never ended well.

"Training..." I mutter with my neck bared, showing submission. Landon roughly grabbed my head and made me look at him.

"Don't be submissive when I'm talking to you. You shouldn't be training." He growled. I tried to look somewhere else and not look at him but I couldn't. His blue eyes make me want to get lost in them.

"I should be training! You don't own me. I am independent for goodness sake! I need to be able to defend myself and just so you know I have taken down Dalton, twice." I declared while pointing my finger at him to make a point.

"Dalton is a weakling. Also I am quite fucking aware of you being independent." Landon hissed while moving towards me. I kept moving back.

"Oh my gosh. You are unbelievably ignorant about all of this. I can take down a male with alpha blood. Get that through your skull!" I yell. Landon growls when I insult him. Landon's eyes then rake down my body.

"MINE!" Landon howls while tackling me on the bed. He then starts growling and kissing my neck.

"Landon get off of me. Bipolar much?" I ask my dusting myself off from his cooties to make a point. 

"You were wearing that to train?" Landon growls out. Again.

"What? Do I not look like Bianca Del Rio?" I sarcastically mutter.

"You shouldn't wear that, unmated males will stare at you with lust." Landon grunts.

"What are you a caveman?! All you do is growl and grunt!" I yell throwing my hands in the air.

"Don't change the subject! You aren't ever gonna train in that! Nor will you train. Conversation over." Landon says walking away.

"Fine. Relationship over? Infact if you want to order what I wear, I will just not sleep in this room. I will train. Infact I can prove myself." I say walking away.

"We aren't over. Fine you can wear those clothes just maybe put on a tank top when there is a lot of people and lets make a deal?" Landon asks. I nod my head.

"If you can beat my Beta. You can keep training but with some of my rules. If you don't we won't bring this topic up again. Okay?" Landon proposed.

"Finneeeeee. I don't want a crowd there when we fight and we will fight before dinner." I command. Landon groans in response but I know that means yes. SCORE!

I start walking towards the training area but I see Dalton in the kitchen eating Oreos.

"Come on cupcake, I made a deal with Landon." I tell him while I start running. Dalton follows with no questions. On the run I am explaining what happened and the deal.

"So your fighting Beta River? Wow, Bullpup." Dalton is slowly applauding. I giggle and go to the punching bag and warm up. Dalton gets behind it. I guess dad wants to make his appearance again.

"Listen pumpkin, this is the fight where you win. I know you will just listen to me."

I shake my head and start beating up the punching bag using my own routine.

Left Jab
Right Uppercut
Right Roundhouse
Right Jab
Left hook
Left jab
Right Cross
Right jab
Left Push
Right uppercut
Left hook
Right cross

I stop and take a breather. I look at Dalton and give him a thumbs up. He just smiles.

"Let's just do some push-ups while we wait." Dalton suggests. I get on the ground and Dalton starts counting.

1
Down
2
Down
2.5
I look at Dalton and roll my eyes.

Landon walks through the door with Beta River right behind him.

Well Hold my Hoops, Dalton. Mama bout to kick ass

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