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Chapter 20 – Fire in the Heart

“Whose mate is she?”

“She is marked…”

“She’s hot.”

I look over at the two men who are talking quietly and give them a withering look.

“I burn, too,” I reply sweetly, turning towards them. “You do know it’s rude to talk about someone when they’re within hearing distance?”

The two blond men exchange looks, and I realise the big, muscular one is the one I had seen with the dogs last night. He has a beard and dark blue eyes, whilst the other has quite a lean build and grey eyes.

“Emmet, Delta of this pack,” the leaner one says, walking over to me and holding his hand out.

“Azura,” I reply, taking his hand. Jackie’s mate?

“Ah, Azura. Now it makes sense. Jackie, the pretty little doctor who treated you, is -“

“Your mate. Nice to meet you.” He smirks and nods.

“Eric, Emmett’s older brother,” the bearded bear replies, his eyes wrinkling as he smiles.

“I like you,” I reply, shaking his hand. Emmet cocks a brow as Eric grins.

“I like you, too.”

“Don’t let his words get to you. He’s just a thirty-four-year-oldwho hasn’t found his mate,” Emmet mocks.

“Jealous that he is living the single life?” I reply, automatically going into defensive mode. Emmet’s smirk vanishes as Eric lets out a loud laugh. He raises his hand for a fist bump.

“I’m being real now, I like you.” I wink at him, fist-bumping him.

“So, care to point me in the direction where I can buy some sewing stuff?” The boys exchange looks.

“Yeah, no one really has that kind of shop here.”

“Hmm, shame,” I sigh. I really want to make a voodoo doll to pass my time.

“If you write me a list, I’ll be going out to the city later. I could maybe grab what you want?” Eric offers. I think I definitely like him.

“Oh, yes, please, that would be great!” I exclaim.

Eric takes his phone out of his pocket before unlocking it and holding it out to me. He has opened the note app, and I begin writing my list quickly. I skim it over and type in the last item. Ice blue buttons at least 1 cm in size.

“Thanks so much,” I say, taking my wallet out of my pocket and passing him forty pounds.

“That won’t be necessary, it’s just a few -“

“I’m paying,” I cut in firmly, ending the conversation with one glare.

“So, how are your injuries now?” Emmet asks, watching me keenly. He seems too sharp for my liking, and I give him a thumbs-up casually.

“They’re healed. I can’t even tell anymore,” I reply, turning so they can see my back, where all that is left is some slight bruising which should hopefully be gone soon enough.

“Cool. Welcome to the Sangue Pack, home to the most fearless wolves in the country. I’m sure your pack doesn’t compare,” Emmet smirks. Is it just me being paranoid, or is he trying tofind out where I’m from?

“Nice, well it’s great to stop by here… I’ll be on my way, bye.”

I walk off, slipping my hands into my back pockets as I walk away, feeling their eyes on me. Why is everyone so curious to find out where I am from?

Two hours later, I have walked around the entire town, and I have even done some shopping. The pack is impressive and of a good size, but it is the training section that is to die for. Not only do they have the latest state-of-the-art gym hall, but the training facility, which is a computerised hall with built-in automated firearms and machinery that will attack the training wolves, is something right out of a movie. I am in awe. Sure, the academy and even our packs have similar things, but this… this is an entirely new level. The entire ground in the room moves, giving the effect of an earthquake. The illusions created by the computers make real-life situations appear in the room down below. Right now, they are in a forest setting, being attacked by some kind of monster. This shit is right out of a zombie apocalypse movie! A few men and women are watching.

“It’s impressive, isn’t it?”

I turn away from the indestructible display window and look at the man who seems to be in his thirties. He is in a suit, well built, tall, with black hair and hazel eyes.

“Raj Kapoor, the Sangue Pack Beta,” he introduces himself.

“Azura,” I reply with a small smile as we shake hands. “And yes, very impressive, the technology is so advanced. We have rooms with firearms and stuff, but the life-like illusion without any eyewear? Plus the fact that they are actually using their sense of smell, although it’s all machinery?”

“The younger Alpha is impressive with anything to do withtechnology. He actually came up with this when he was abroad at the tender age of twenty. He had the blueprints and a vision. His father is the one who put the idea forth to the council, and… well, everyone started something similar, but it is our young Alpha who is the mastermind behind it. You have to admit, even with all the impressive magic and technology of the Academies for the Gifted, none will be as fine as this.”

I stare at the screen above the glass, a view that shows us exactly what those below are seeing, and shake my head.

“No, we see a metal room, one that will often be filled with magic, but this… it’s a whole new game change… Alpha Leo is smart. I’m impressed.”

“He is a good man, too,” Raj says with a nod before he points at a woman who has been thrown to the ground. “There’s a system that also assesses teamwork and strategy.”

“No wonder no one from this pack even needs to go to the academy,” I murmur. Raj smiles slightly.

“Well, that’s another story. I haven’t seen you before. I thought all the new mates had arrived a few weeks ago.”

“Oh, no, I’m not mated to anyone here, I’m just visiting. The Little Alpha knows my mate,” I reply, internally smug at my newfound name for Leo.

“Ah, I see.” Raj nods and after chatting for a bit, I take my leave. It is obvious, unlike my pack, anyone who enters this one is strictly watched. Did the Beta talk to me to evaluate me?


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