READY FOR ATTACK

JESSICA POV
"Attack now!". Lucifer ordered.
I maneuvered with the sword, striking it against him but he kept on dodging it despite his two hands were behind he's back. I became frustrated because no matter how hard I tried it won't touch him.
"Focus Jessica! Focus!!". He yelled at me as he continued to dodge every move I made.
I could feel my body breaking down, growing tire as i lifted the sword to strike at any chances I get to move closer to him. It was worthless I am never going to defeat him.
I remembered those days I would seat and watch my father train on his own, the way he focused at the wooden tree he always used to train with. I knew I had to focus, I was lacking focus that's why I find it hard to get to him.
I inhaled deeply as I paused. Lucifer stared at me awardly, monitoring my moves. I positioned myself just the way he had taught me and aim at him. Just as my father, I made sure my hands calculated his distance and my eyes were focused on my prey. I darken my thoughts so I wouldn't be distracted, I felt like I was in another world, quiet, cold and free peace of mind. My sight became sharp, it was as if I could see his second move, it was like a vision to me. Then I half a smile on my lips, I have just gotten my prey.
I played with the sword, twirling around as I moved towards his direction and he kept backing away way. I knew his next move was to dodge his limb so I pretended to be after it.
Just like my father, who was cunning when it comes to attack. I ran towards him and strike my sword numerously and he kept dodging it. I twirl around, aiming for his left arm that tried reaching for my hand and hit my sword against his right arm before he could defend himself.
I gave him a slide cut which tore his sleeve out of he's shirt.
"I'm sorry". I apologized, panting heavily while I tried to catch my breath. He didn't act as if he was in pain but I could see blood trickling out of his arm. "Does it hurts?". I asked but he didn't respond
"It is just the beginning Jessica, get ready for the real training". Lucifer said in a deep voice, ignoring my question. He walked out and came back with another silver sword. He began taking off the botton of his shirt and I gulped in nervously.
LUCIFER POV
I brought her to the hall because it was were I did my first training. My father trained me here to become a powerful leader and here is where I will train her become a powerful warrior.
She was looking a bit slender in the fighting outfit and I preferred her been Chubby with her cleavage poppin out for my eyes to admire.
She was shocked by my voice and it seems it had scared her. She is so weak.
"Shut up and take this". I demanded as I stretched the sword foward to her path. She was looking terrified as she darted her eyes over the sword.
"First of all why I'm I here and what I'm I been trained for?". She asked and paused. Her questions are so foolish and annoying as her face. I would have cursed her in a manner that could shatter her but Ozy my wolf, growled at me in a threaten way which made me calmed down my nerves. I don't want him to take control over him.
"Have you ever shifted?". I raised a question and she frowned before she respond.
"No".
That's so dumb, a normal wolf should have shifted from thirteen upward. Atleast small changes but no, I couldn't see any changes in her. Who knows if she has found her special abilities or even discovered her wolf instinct. It doesn't matter because I am going to train her till all that shit is out of her.
I groan when I realized that would be alot of work, training someone like her. "You are useless". I cursed because I couldn't control the anger burning in me. I should be busy watching over and after my pack but I'm here, training her to become a strong wolf so she could fight for her self and not be too dependant on me. "Have this, I will train you to fight for yourself and whatever happened yesterday won't repeat itself again so you decide". I said. "Do you wanna be trained or not?". I gave her an option and gave her time to think about it. If she choosed not to be train then she's not worthy to be my Luna because I hate weak pathetic women. "Have this". I said impatiently, I couldn't wait for her respond but by reading her thought I knew she will say yes. I waited for her to accept the sword but instead her little who declined.
"And why?". She asked which pissed me off. I hate been questioned.
"Have it!". I roared at her as I couldn't control my temper and without hesitation she grab the sword out of my grip.
"I want you to position yourself for attack". I ordered and she furrowed her brow. I needed no one to tell me that she has no idea what I meant. I heaved a frustrated sigh before I went behind her. Her body shivered when my palm contacted with her wrist, I could tell my body felt same. "Relax and focus". I ordered and which she obeyed like a true submissive. I adjusted her elbow just as the way my father had thought me, but in a hard way.
My father had trained me twenty years ago as a true alpha king. I started my training when I was eight, the moment I started experiencing painful changes in my body. My father was the first person that trained me for ten years before he died and Micheal, the beta took over from him. Micheal was my father second hand and one of the strongest men in the pack after my father. He trained me rough and it made me grew stronger and more powerful. I strengthen my wolf and my special abilities.
I was able to use my power's the way I want and shift without any effect in me.
I was crowned as the Alphaking when I have completed my trainings before the death of Micheal. It was a painful death but it didn't affected me neither did it harm me in anyway because the throne was all I desire and wanted.
Although the pack members did him some ritual before his body was burnt away while my dad was buried in a sacred cave, waiting to be reborn again. Maybe in another word.
"Focus". I whispered in her ear when I heard her gasped. Her voice sent erupted my system with tingles. It had so much effect on my body that it calmed my nerves.
Her body was so soft and warm, touching her made my body cooled and calm. If possible I would love to feel her against my chest just to cool my burning heart. I should focus.
"Now, your other hand for aiming". I intrusted her and she did as I said. I adjusted her legs foward and the other leg backward. Now she was set for attack . "Hmm". I hummed after I have observed her position before I strode to her front. "Attack me". I ordered and folded my arm behind my back.
"Are you kidding me! Why should I attack you?". I heard voiced out, she was scared.
"You are so weak and pathetic". I growled at her and snatched the sword from her hand. If she wants to be a great warrior, she should keep her feelings aside, block all her emotions so she wouldn't careless when it comes to kill.
That was how I was taught and till now I grew without any emotions just because of the stone that my father had placed in my heart.
He twirl the sword around and it began making a whooshing sound as it spun around in the air. I paused and slid it out towards her neck. She back off and lifted her two hands up in surrender. She was breathing like a scared kitten with angered me. "Do you want me to kill you or you're gonna do as I have said?". I asked and she gulped in while gazing down at the silver sword that was pointed against her neck, threatening to rip it open.
"I will do as you have said lord Lucifer". She responded softly and I slide the sword back into my grip.
"Let the training begin". I said as I threw the sword at her which she caught.
She postioned herself ready for attack.
That's my girl!