Time almost slowed down for Len. He didn't want to hurt his mate accidentally. It was just that… Claude didn't even bother getting any kinder to him.
Claude learned from his battles. He managed to evade Len's attack. He wasn't even scared of turning his back on Len. His hind legs kicked up, hitting Len's face when the bigger Alpha moved a split-second too late. It was even so strong that every Gamma watched Len's head get thrown back.
After hours of sparring, Len finally had a pair of paw prints under his chin.
"What was that? Are you trying to pick a fight with me, you ass?" Claude retreated to a spot and huffed. He glared at the bigger Alpha, who shook off his slight dizziness. "Scared of hurting me? Valentin Dietrich, I can take a pounding!"
"Baby…" Len then smiled widely, catching Claude off-guard. "I thought we were not supposed to flirt in front of our elders."
The smaller Alpha scoffed with a blush. "Shucks, I must have hit your head too hard."
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