Mated by Contract to the Alpha (Rebecca and Dominic) novel Chapter 227

I stood in the observation room above the training area, my body tense as I watched Emily prepare Rebecca for her first session. She wore the training gear I’d had made for her–flexible black pants and a fitted top that allowed movement while supporting her still–healing body.

Dominic’s POV

Emily’s voice came through the speakers clearly: “As Luna, you must learn to protect yourself and the pack when the Alpha isn’t present. Today, we’ll assess your instinctual responses and begin basic defensive training.”

Four Delta warriors entered the training area, taking positions around Rebecca. It was standard protocol, but seeing my mate surrounded made my wolf bristle with protective instinct.

Rebecca’s eyes widened slightly. “Four against one? I guess we’re playing for real today.”

Emily nodded, stepping back. “Begin.”

The first Delta moved forward, reaching for Rebecca’s arm. To my surprise, she didn’t panic or freeze. Instead, she twisted away with unexpected grace, using the momentum of his grab to pull him off balance.

The second Delta came at her from behind, but Rebecca seemed to sense him. She dropped and rolled, causing the first two Deltas to collide. A small smile of satisfaction crossed her face, quickly replaced by concentration as the third and fourth closed in.

They were being careful, I could tell–these were trained warriors who could easily overpower her, but they were gauging her responses, testing her limits rather than trying to hurt her. Still, when the third Delta managed to get her in a chokehold, I felt my claws extend involuntarily.

Rebecca’s face reddened as she struggled for breath, her hands clawing at the arm around her throat. Just when I was about to intervene, something remarkable happened. Her expression changed, a flash of something primal crossing her features. With unexpected strength, she grabbed the Delta’s finger and bent it backward until it snapped.

The warrior released her with a surprised yelp, and Rebecca spun away, her breathing ragged but her stance newly confident. There was something different about her movements now–more fluid, more instinctual.

The fourth Delta circled her warily, then rushed in with a series of quick strikes. Rebecca dodged most, took a glancing blow to the shoulder, but then countered with a swift kick that caught the warrior in the knee. It wasn’t a trained move–it was pure instinct, the kind of fighting that came not from lessons but from something deeper, more primal.

“She’s tapping into her wolf,” Emily murmured beside me, her voice filled with awe. “Look at her eyes.”

I leaned forward, focusing on Rebecca’s face. As she spun to face the regrouping Deltas, I caught a flash of gold in her normally gray- green eyes. My breath caught in my throat. Her wolf was emerging, responding to the threat, coming to her aid.

The remaining three Deltas closed in, working together now. Rebecca was surrounded, her back to the wall. I saw the moment when something within her shifted completely. Her posture changed, becoming lower, more predatory. Her fingers curled, and I could see the tips of her nails lengthening into claws.

With a grace that was both beautiful and terrifying, she launched herself at the nearest Delta, moving with a speed that was decidedly not human. She feinted left, then dropped and swept the legs out from under one warrior while simultaneously slashing at the arms of

another.

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The Deltas, now fully engaged, managed to coordinate their efforts enough to bring her down, but not before she’d left marks on all of them. Even as the largest Delta pinned her to the mat, officially ending the match, Rebecca turned her head and–to my utter shock- playfully licked the side of his face.

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