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Warning: This story contained violence and abusive themes. Read with caution and at your own discretion.

The first day Ada was supposed to train people in the rogue style of fighting, only four showed up. Zack, Vincent, Jessie, and a girl she didn't know. Vincent told Ada that the girl's name was Beth and she had just come of age for shifting. This meant she had turned 18 this year.

Knowing that this might just be her class, Ada did what she was there for. She started with teaching Beth how to feel when someone else was around. She did this by having her close her eyes and cover her hears. She could barely hear and could not see what everyone else was doing around her. She was able to move around everyone by the end of the day, so Ada counted it as a success.

Four days of just four people showing up for training. Zack and Jessie were the most advanced and had moved on to training against one another in wolf form. Vincent was still learning the human moves, but was more advanced than Beth, so she would ha e them partner up. Every now and then she would join, showing them something new and explaining it as needed. It was going well.

On the fifth day, two more had showed up. They were friends of Beth and she had shown them the cool things she was learning. They wanted to learn too. Their parents had for ade them to come, but it was going against the wishes of the Alpha as he said that all able wolves would receive this training. They were just following order.

It was the end of summer. Ada brought all those training with her to help harvest in the fields. It was part of the training, as they had to focus on what they were doing and so they were distracted. There were eleven in her class by that time, and each of them took turns being the 'attacker'. They would go.up. behind someone and grab them. Either the attacker got the better of them, or the attacker would end up on the ground.

The newest were still getting used to the training, so they failed, but it was still a good lesson. Most days were long for all of them, but Ada always made sure that they all got the training they needed, as well as rest and plenty of food and water.

She was not attacked again, but she had to ignore the looks she got from most of the pack. It became clear that it was the younger generations that wanted to join the training, many of them having to go straight to the Aloha to get their parents to let them go. Some were as young as 15, learning to fight before they were even able to shift. Ada had to wonder if they were doing this out of interest, or fear.

Some of the people there started to ask why they were even learning to fight this way. It was interesting, but not many of them saw the point, and it just seemed like they were doing it to keep the rogue busy. Zack and Jessie were still the most invested and most skilled, as they had been doing the training the longest. Vincent came next in both catagories.

While more and more had joined the training, not all of them were enthusiastic about what she was teaching and how. They followed her instructions, but not many understood. That is, until the next hunt.

Some wolves always remained behind at the pack compound to keep it safe, and to keep an eye on Ada. The rest of the pack was out to see what they could get. They were looking to maybe get an elk or two, to give more meat to put in the freezers, but they would take what they could get.

They had split off into a few different groups to cover more ground, three groups traveling further north into the more wild areas to hopefully increase their chances. while they were out, four of the groups were attacked. All of them had at least one person that had been training with Ada in it, and the difference in the attacks now versus before was noticeable.

They were able to see what the rogues were going to do, tell where they were when they split up the pack, and they were even able to kill most of the rogues. Two pack wolves were lost, but since there were almost just as many rogues as there were pack wolves, it was a big difference in how the fights normally went.

Th groups who had not gone far returned feeling triumphant even if they had not gotten meat. The things they had gotten to see first hand how the rogues fought, and they were able to counter them. It showed the rest of the pack just how effective the training was.

After that, going into winter, more people showed up for the training. So many were showing up that they had to have rotating scheduals. There was not as much to do in the winter, so more people could show up. Ada still started them all out the same way, even if they didn't understand it.

It was getting close to the Thanksgiving holiday, wolves did not celebrate, and the days were getting shorter. Training still went on, but the colder temperatures and the darkness made it hard for some. Even Ada found that it was hard on her.

She was walking toward the house after everyone had gone home when Vincent grabbed her hand gently and pulled her into his arms. They got almost no time alone with one another and they had been living in the same room for months, but still had not marked one another. His parents made sure they never had the chance to have that much time alone, but the both of them were tired of it.

"I want to bring you somewhere." Vincent said to her, Ada looking at him skeptically.

"If we take too long your parents are going to send out a search party." She pointed out. Vincent nodded.

"I know, but I don't care. We are mates and we have been denied the ability to seal our bond." He growled, his arms wrapping around her waist and held her firmly against him. Ada shuddered and looked up into his face. He was only a few inches taller than her, but it was enough that she had to look up a little.

"So you are okay with anyone that comes to find us sees.." Ada was cut off as Vincest pressed his lips to her's. She sighed through her nose and snaked her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, linking her fingers behind his neck.

The kiss deepened, Vincent's tongue slipping over her lips slowly, then darted past them into her mouth when she parted them and allowed his access. He groaned into her mouth and slide one hand up her back, then other sliding lower and he pressed her harder against his body.

One of her hands slide up the back of his neck and she ran her fingers up through his hair. She moaned softly against his lips and she could feel his growing need.

He pulled back quickly from her, leaving her breathless as he took her by the hand and began to lead her away from the house. They walked through an empty field and into an orchard. On the other side was an old cabin. Smoke was raising from the chimney. He lead her inside and closed and locked the door. It was warm and smelled of wood smoke. It was nice.

He swept her up in his arms again, pulling her to him as his lips fell to jer neck and he half dragged her to the couch. She let out a strange mixture of a moan and a Yelp, causing Vincent to laugh against her skin as he lay her down and pressed himself against her.

"No one is going to stop us tonight." He growled, dragging his teeth along his skin as his hands slithered up her shirt, his fingers dancing across her skin. She groaned pleasurabley and shuddered.

"Your parents are going to come looking for us." She pointed out, one of Vincent's hands sliding down her body and undid her pants.

"I dont care. We have lived together for months. My parents have kept us from cementing our bond as mates. Its torture, Ada. Not being able to hear you, feel you... Taste you..." He breathed out his last words, his hot breath tickling her skin and she groaned.

Vincent removed his hands from her body and quickly stripped to his briefs, sliding his hands up her shirt again and pulling it over her head, but not off. This pinned jer arms up and covered her face. Ada felt rather exposed, but shuddered again when she felt his hands exploring her torso.

"Tease." She half whined, Vincent grinning as he chuckled. He moved down her body and pulled off her pants and underwear. Ada felt far more exposed.

She had thought she was going to be scared to be intimate with Vincent because of what she had been through. But she wasn't. She felt at least, if not relaxed. That was only because Vincent was kissing up her left and the heat that was growing inside her had crept up into her face.

As his lips and tongue found their prize, her back arched deeply and she moaned loudly, surprising even herself. The moan seemed to encourage Vincent as he redoubled his efforts in an attempt to get more moans out of her.

After bringing her to her first climax, he kissed up her body and pushed her shirt up, just enough to get to her lips. He put as much passion into the kiss as he could, lowering his body down on her own and she could feel his excitement press against her. It sent waves of pleasure through her and she moaned against his lips.

Their hearts were pounding hard, almost in unison. Vincent reached his hand between the two of them and guided himself into her, sinking in slowly. Her moans grew louder as he sunk deeper into her, her hands gripping at the arm of the couch above her head. With one final quick thrust, he sunk himself into her as deeply as he could.

Ada let out a loud cry of pleasure and Vincent grunted, letting out a shuddering breath. He pulled the shirt off her head and kissed her hard as he began to move inside her. She groaned softly, taking a few moments before she was able to start moving her body with him, their movements becoming faster and harder.

Vincent brought his head down to Ada's neck, to the place where her neck met her shoulder and he kissed the skin firmly. Ada knew what he was going to do and her arms wrapped around him. One hand slid up his neck into his hair and he groaned softly against her flesh.

Ada could feel the build up of another release and she felt Vincent open his mouth. For a moment she felt a wave of fear wash through her. Once they were marked there was no going back. It was terrifying to know that she would be so deeply bonded to another person. She had always longed for her mate, but had given up on finding them. Now, she was in his arms and he was about to seal her bond to him

Ada closed her eyes tightly and felt his teeth, elongated and sharper because of the wolf, sink into her skin just as she reached the highest peak of pleasure. The moan that ripped out of her caused Vincent to shudder and his arms tightened around her, his movement becoming more needy. She knew what he needed and wanted, even as he pulled his head back and licked at the mark on her neck to help it heal.

It caused Ada to shudder with pleasure and she dug her nails into his back. He grunted and growled, his own nails digging into the skin of her thighs as he used them for leverage. Ada could feel that he was getting close and she wanted no time in diving her head into his neck and baring her teeth.

Just at the punical of his orgasm, she sunk her teeth into the meaty patch on his neck between his neck and shoulder. His howl of pleasure and the way his body shook gave Ada the pleasant feeling of satisfaction. Already she could feel his burning desire and deep love for her. And his need for more of her.