Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

8-The Beast On The Training Ground

Akin and Zane were in their rooms when I was asked to join Helel in the garden number 4. That particular garden was a good distance from the mansion, with a labyrinth on one side and big trees on the other side.

I didn’t want Helel to get angry, so I had arrived a few min utes earlier than Helel. The moment he appeared in black work out shorts and a black sleeveless shirt, I gulped.

“You came here wearing this? Has no one ever taught you basic discipline?” His tone was so harsh that he completely pulled me out of my dreams about him.

“Look at you,” he pointed at my baggy sweater, whose sleeves I had to constantly pull up in order to expose my hands and wrists. And then his eyes travelled down to my booty shorts.

“Have you ever worked out before? Or have you ever set a foot on the training ground?” He yelled, coming strong at me. His eyes were no longer just those beautiful things, they looked scary get it. He was serious about the gym and training, but ev erybody is different. I didn’t have the same enthusiasm for all this as he did.

“It’s my first time,” I whispered, looking down to avoid his an gry glare.

“What did you say? Speak up!” he shouted, and I shuddered. I did not like it. I didn’t come here to get humiliated and yelled at by him. He was talking about decency of work, but he didn’t know that this is not how you train a newbie.

What happened to the good old days when we first intro duced ourselves and tried to set the rules and regulations for the newcomers?

time. Don’t f*ckin make me realize I

Alpha King coming at an Omega with no wolf

I raised my face unintentionally, com pelled by how his lips

and speak the f*ck up when I ask you to answer me.” Those

again. I stepped back and burst into tears. I hated being so

Goddess!” he sighed, almost as if mocking

I finally raised my face and said it in a raised

he had won against me. I ac knowledged that it was all his idea to make me quit so

That angered me.

I feel like I need someone who understands me.” I said, and

someone professional to train me,” | added, and his mood changed for the worse. He was listening to me with his hands on his waist and

a gruff tone, giving me

like me. Maybe you are used to training those who are already good? That explains it. But it is fine. I am sure there will be

while not removing his hands from his waist. I didn’t

minutes to prepare for the first session,” he fi nally opened

know their weak points. I could use that to my