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?

Don’t f*ckin make me realize

Alpha King coming

through all the stress, my heart s*ipped a beat. I raised my face unintentionally, com pelled by how his lips said my name, and found him hunched down with his hands on

a b*tch. Grow spine, confidence and speak the f*ck up when I ask you to answer me.” Those words swept the world from under my

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

Goddess!” he sighed, almost as if mocking my

you.” I finally raised my face and

and tell him it is your decision.” His tone had softened now that he had won against me. I ac knowledged that it was all his idea to make me quit so that he didn’t look like someone who was not

That angered me.

someone who understands me.” I said, and he clicked his tongue to look at me. He was all set

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

asked in a gruff tone, giving

should be trained. I understand it is hard for you to train someone like me. Maybe you are used to training those who are already good? That explains it. But

stretch his neck while not removing his hands from his

fi nally opened his

to know their weak points. I could