You had asked Jordan to teach you how to fight so you could help the pack more, but as your first lession started, you grew nervous at the close proximity with the young, handsome deputy that you had a crush on.

He held up his fists and spread his feet, eyes encouraging. "C'mon, Y/N, you're doing good."

It was twenty minutes since it started and you weren't sure if it was the physical exertion or him that had your heart hammering against your ribs. Maybe it was both.

Panting, you managed to smile a little. "I am?"

Jordan nodded and gave you his own smile, making your heart beat even faster.

Yeah, maybe this wasn't such a great idea.

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Hi! I am so sorry about being so absent and haven't updated this in almost a year. I had a really bad case of writers block and I'm just now getting over it and back into writing, and I am in my sophomore year of high school which is kicking my ass right now. So if updates are really slow, it's because of either one of those.

Also, check out my new Dean Winchester fic, "War Of Hearts"!