The Brutal Alpha's Tender Daughter novel Chapter 35

My heart was practically in my throat when Oliver introduced me to the teenagers who all starred curiously at me. However, when their attention focused on fighting, I could breath normal again and mustered my courage to give them advice. To my surprise the teenagers gladly took it and even started to implement my advice instantly.

"You're a really good teacher.", Oliver suddenly told me and startled I whirled around.

"You think so?" I was more than surprised by his statement. First of all, my parents had definitely not thought so, as my dad had banished me from ever teaching again and second of all I had seen Oliver teach and he was really good at it.

He nodded his head and then asked me something I had never thought he would ask. "Do you want to fight? You know show the kids how it's really done?"

Oliver took my wide eyes and hesitation for panic and he rushed to explain, "We don't have to, I just thought.."

"I'd love to!", I interrupted him and beamed happily at him. Oliver seemed confused by my behaviour, but nevertheless rounded up all the teenagers for our fight.

We agreed to fight only in our human form and when Oliver told me quietly, so that only I could hear it, that he would not hurt me, my heart swelled. Who would have thought that Oliver would take a liking to me? However, now I felt challenged as well and wanted to show him how good I actually was.

I had never seen Oliver fight, so I let him attack first, in order for me to work out how skilled he was. Oliver was very quick and efficient, but I also realized that I had more experience. It took me only a few seconds to notice his weaknesses and as I had learnt in the Mercy pack I used this knowledge to my advantage. To say Oliver was surprised by my fighting was an understatement. When he lay on the gras and it was obvious that he was the defeated one I offered him my hand, which he sheepishly took. The teenagers had applauded and cheered, but it were Oliver's words of praise that brought tears to me eyes. He instantly saw my reaction, his eyes softened and he affectionately ruffled my hair.

During these two weeks I also grew closer to Levke and Lennart who sought out conversations with me repeatedly. Only the first one had been really nerve wrecking when I had to tell them that Nathan was my mate. They both broke out in tears when I also confirmed that I was able to feel him and in the next weeks we talked a lot about Nathan. It was nice to get to know Nathan, a rather strong willed and cheeky child, but there was not a day I did not cry myself to sleep, because of him. I cried for the young boy Nathan who had to endure so much at such a young age. I cried, because I desperately hoped that wherever he was now he was okay. I cried for Levke and Lennart who confided in me that Nathan's disapearance had almost broken them. I cried for Levin who had been the first one to volunteer to enter Nathan's room together with me again in order to look for any clues someone might had left and who had broken down with me repeatedly, because he had lost his brother, his best friend, a part of himself. And I cried for the whole pack, for Milena, Oliver, who had lost their good friend, their future Alpha.

With teary eyes I smiled at her and realized for the first time in my life that I was valueable.

"You do know that I actually own clothes, right?", I asked Milena amused as she looked in her closet for something for me to wear.

She nodded her head, but continued her search. "I do, but they're rather..."

Lost for a word to describe my clothes her hazel eyes looked cautiously at me. I giggled at her serious expression, because I was definitely aware that my clothes were not stylish at all. In the Mercy pack there was no reason for fashionable clothes, all they had to be was functional and tear-resistent.