Chapter One Hundred Forty Six

Crysta rolled her eyes at the alpha and signalled for Honour to get into her defensive stance. Because of the normal wolves' inability to retain their clothes when they shifted, Crysta volunteered to be the one to shift, but that was only going to happen once she was sure the girl before had a few basics in her brain if there was any to understand what was about to be taught, "Wyatt, why don't you find someone who can actually handle the kind of training you need?"

The alpha looked to his right and regarded the delta before him with a shrug, "Alfred can do what's needed. He's been such a big help."

"You mean he's helped you get out of training without having to go through the extra drills," Crysta replied, showing Honour how to block, "Come on, girl. Move your hands and feet. This is not some fashion show for nature lovers."