Returning To My Rejected Mate

Shay's Point of View

I slowly wake up, looking around the room seeing it's still dark out and frown up at Zane who was lightly shaking me.

"It's still dark. What's wrong?"

I immediately ask and try to sit up but Zane pushes me back down gently, smiling at me.

"Nothing, sorry. I'm just letting you know Zayde and I am heading out for early morning training.

I didn't want you waking up alone and freaking out. I brought you some coffee. It's on the

nightstand. We'll be back to shower and then join you for breakfast."

He says before giving me a quick kiss and standing up.

"I'll see you later."

He says and heads out the door.

I snuggle back into my pillow but sit up quickly when I remember about the coffee.. Don't want that to go cold.

I make myself comfortable against the headrest and turn on the tv. I flip through the options trying to decide what to watch and I almost give up trying to find something when one finally catches my attention. This could work I think pressing play before I reach for my coffee. Some Yellowstone and coffee before I start my day. What could be better..

I start to scroll through Pinterest, looking for baby shower ideas and before I know it I'm lost in ideas.

I almost drop my phone when someone touches my shoulder. I put my hand over my thumping heart and I look up to Zane.

"Zane! You scared me!'

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you but you didn't hear me."

Zane says and smile at me apologetically.

"Why are you back so early?"

"We're not. Morning training ended about twenty minutes"

I frown and look at the time on my phone.

"Shit!"

I get out of bed quickly.

"I got so caught up in looking for baby shower ideas I didn't even realize the time."

"You can go take a shower, I'll just get dressed and go get Zayde ready."

I say pulling on my jeans and Zane nods.

"Great. I ran him a bath. He's currently sitting in there playing that's what I came to tell you.. But you didn't hear me."

I pull my tshirt over my head and pull my hair into a ponytail.

"Thank you. See you in a bit."

I say heading out of the room, just as he enters the bathroom.

I stop in the door to Zayde's bathroom, just watching him play.

He looks up and smiles at me.

"Hi momma."

I smile back at him and go over to the tub.

"Hi baby. Did you have a good morning?"

He nods excitedly.

"Yes, I watched them train and then daddy taught me a few things and I joined them in training.

Training is hard. But I like it."

He says nodding at himself.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Head back please."

I say and he tilts his head back. I pick up the jug and wet his hair before squeezing some

shampoo onto my hand and I start to wash his hair.

"Can I go to training everyday?"

"You're still very young I don't think that's a good idea.. Maybe two times a week. But I think you

and daddy can practice at home. Or we can?"

Zayde looks at me skeptically.

"With you? I don't know. I think I'll practice with daddy.."

I arch a brow at him.

"You think I can't fight as good as your dad?"

Zayde shrugs but doesn't answer me.

"I know how to fight Zayde. I'm pretty good.. Grandpa taught me. I'm pretty sure I could give

your dad a run for his money in a fight."

I say as I help him out of the tub and start to dry him.

"You think you can give who a run for their money in a fight?"

Zane asks from the door but before I can answer Zayde does.

"You.. She said she could give you a run for your money. What does that even mean?"

He asks as we head to his room.

"It means she thinks she can fight me, and maybe win."

Zayde looks at his father, then at me, and at Zane again before he shakes his head.

"What? You don't think I can take your dad?"

I ask with a raised brow and he shakes his head.

"No.. Daddy is so big. And you're tiny. You'll get hurt."

He says with a little frown and Zane smirks.

"Hey, I might be smaller than your daddy but I'm a good fighter."

Zayde looks at his father again as if to seek confirmation.

"From what I've seen she is pretty good. Maybe we should spar sometime. I'd like to test your

skills.

I finish helping Zayde put on his shoes and stand up, looking at Zane.

"I think we should. I'll show both of you that being smaller has it's own advantages."

"How about you join us for training tomorrow morning then?"

I frown, I hate getting up early.. Especially for training. Before I can say anything Zane smiles at me shaking his head.

"Nevermind. I can see from the look on your face that isn't going to work. I know you hate early mornings. How about the afternoon training? Today?"

He asks while bending down to pick up Zayde before we head out of the apartment.

I nod at him, pulling the apartment door shut behind us.

"That works for me. What time?"

"Training starts at 3. So, if you want to join us for the entire training session you should be there

a little before 3."

"Great. I'll be there. I just have to tell Amy that we need to finish around 2:30."

"What do you need to tell Amy?"

Amy suddenly asks next to me, as we load food onto our plates.

I loolmat her and Ryan and smile.

"Good morning. We need to be done at 2:30 today."

"Morning. Why? You two have special plans?"

Ryan asks wiggling his eyebrows.

"Oh, he ain't getting anything special for a while. But we do have plans. I'm going to join them

for afternoon training."

Ryan looks at Zane.

"What did you do?"

Zane shakes his head.

"We'll talk about is later."

Ryan nods and we all head over to our table.

"So why are you joining training today? You've never joined before.. Well except that time with

Lisa."

"Who's joining training?"

Megan asks as she and Jake sits down with us.

"Shay is joining the afternoon training."

Megan frowns and looks at me.

"Why? Did something happen?"

I shake my head and open my mouth to speak, but Zayde beats me to it.

"She wants to fight daddy for money."

Jake frowns looking between Zane and myself.

"What? Why?"

"No, I don't want to fight him for money. My son over here just thinks I can't train him because

I'm smaller than his dad and therefore can't fight as well. I said I could give his father a run for his money."

Zane nods.

"Yes, so the two of us are sparring today at the afternoon training session. I am curious about her

skills and want to test them, and she wants to show our son that you don't have to be big to be able to fight well."

Megan smirks looking between us.

"I'm pretty sure she could kick your are if she wanted.. Or she'll come pretty close."

I smile at her and nod.

"Exactly. Thank you. At least someone here believes in me."

"Hey, I did tell Zayde you are pretty good."

Zane says looking at me with a frown and I nod.

"That is true.. But you still don't think I can take you."

"Baby, I've been training since I was a kid."

I arch my brow.

"So? You think my father didn't have me train? Maybe he wasn't so hard on me in training as he

was with Dan. But he pushed me and made sure I knew how to fight and defend myself and

others if necessary."

"If there's going to be a fight I want in to."

Someone suddenly says behind us and I turn around to see Zane's father.