The Beta’s Regret

I was fuming, but Eros was unbothered by my anger.

“Yeah him. How is he? I mean, as a person.”

I had my heart jump in my throat the moment he asked me how he was. I feared he had somehow learned that Theo had tried to communicate with me.

But after hearing his next line, I relaxed a little and answered.

“Shrewd and just a bully. Do you think anybody apart from The might know of this rogue King? Anyone from the pack?” I was not sure. I was not friends with anyone from the pack.

“I am not sure. I haven’t met most of the pack members since you brought… since I left the pack.” I corrected myself hastily

“Hmm. I just thought you might know something. I guess not. After that, he got up from the chair and began walking towards the door.

I suddenly wanted him to sit beside me and talk my heart out. I wanted to tell him all about us from our previous lives. I wanted us to go back to being how we were.

But then, he turned to me when he got to the door “Just don’t go out alone. Until you are strong enough, at least.”

He twisted the doorknob “And you did well on the treadmill earlier today. I… I didn’t think you could outrun…” Wait, did he just compliment me? This was the nicest thing he’s said to me in a while.

“Uhm, thanks”

The moment I said that, an odd grin flashed on his face.

“Arthur is not going to be around for a while. If you wish to, you could train with me starting tomorrow”

“Ob“I mumbled, unsure of what to say next. Being near him made my skin prickle with a nervous him as I was contemplating if I could stay in the same room as him and focus on the exercises.

But before I could answer, he replied, “See you tomorrow at 6 am or..”

energy.

I didn’t answer

I kept looking at him curiously when he took a pause, but he did not finish his line. He simply shut the door and walked away, leaving me staring at the door.

I was not sure when exactly, but I fell asleep at some point, wondering what it would feel like to train with the Hybrid King himself.

I had left the window slightly open to let the soft breeze flow in and the sheets were soft and warm as well. My body didn’t want to get up, but the soft sunrays filtering in through the window were shining in my eyes.

Pulling the pillows above my head, I groaned when my phone ring. It felt as if the universe didn’t want me to sleep.

I ignored the ring, but the phone kept ringing, and so, absent–mindedly. I reached for the side table and tried to feel the phone.

I was going to switch it off, but the caller’s name caught my eye and my eyes llew wide awake.

It was a call from Eros. Stunned, I hit the receive button and croaked, “Hello” Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

日:87%1

“Do you know what time is it?” His voice was curt and there was no softness to it.

Rubbing my eyes, I looked at the time and saw that it was 9 am already. “Ahhh. I overslept,” I mumbled while pushing myself up the bed.

“Get your ass down here in ten minutes or I will come up there myself” I would have argued that he didn’t have to train me or wait for me, but I also loved my life, so only replied. “Yes sirl” while springing up from the bed.

I dashed to the bathroom door to quickly brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. I stripped off my pajamas to wear my track pants and a sports bra

My mind wandered to the more exquisite training clothing stacked neatly on the side of the huge wardrobe and for a split second. I wondered if I should wear any of it.

Olivia had worn a sexy outfit for training yesterday, and her athletic figure looked quite nice. I ignored the thoughts, and just pulled up a t–shirt that covered my waist and shorts.

Putting on the shoes, I quickly tied my unruly hair into a ponytail, grabbed a bottle of water, and was sprinting outside the room and down the stairs in no time.

I ran towards the gym through the huge mansion and I internally reasoned that the sprint should count as a warm up because this place was just never ending.

When I reached the gym, the doors were wide open, and my gaze automatically searched for Eros.

I spotted him on the other end of the room by a huge machine. He had his back turned to me and was wearing black shorts and a grey striped vést.

I stood staring at him as he pulled the bars down with both his hands and the muscles on his shoulders along with his biceps, bulged.

There was a certain finesse to his movements, a certain charm. Any other man would be grunting, but he looked like he was doing it effortlessly.

“Gawking at me will not help you train yourself” His voice shook me out of the trance like state as I had stopped by the door, leaning on the doorframe.

I blinked rapidly and mumbled softly, “I was not

gawking

If he heard it, he did not comment. I went toward the treadmill and hopped on it so as to start with light cardio.

“Once you warm up, come here‘ He again instructed without looking at me. The entire time, his back was faced to me as he picked some more metal discs and added weights to increase his difficulty.

“Okay,” I replied and started running on the treadmill. It was unlike the scenes I had imagined in my head–He kept doing whatever he was doing while I kept running for about 20 minutes or so until I could not anymore.

When I got down from the treadmill, I saw Eros had left the machine and was walking towards me.

“You were late today,” He said while pulling out some dumbbells from the rack.

“I didn’t realize. I mumbled.

“See if you can pick those up. He ordered, and I bent down to do it.

“Easy?” He asked, and I nodded.

10.87%1

“Repeat it 30 times, 3 sets alternate with each hand.”

Again. I nodded and began counting down/mentally.

The dumbbells did not weigh much, but a repetition of 30 times made my hands ache a little. When I was done, I wondered what to do next.

“Do some pushups,” he said.

I nodded to myself and got down on the floor, putting enough distance between my hands.

You are doing it wrong.” He said and walked towards me. Squatting on the floor as he spoke, “Dont be too rigid. And keep your toes straight along with your entire body, don’t slouch

I was not sure how I could slouch while being on all fours, but I didn’t say that to him.

“Ok wait. Try with this. He said and pulled a metal handle set with rubber grips from the side.

“These will help you with the grip. See if you can push yourself up using that”

My fingers felt a little clammy, so I wiped them off on my track pants before curling my fingers over the handles.

It did give me a better grip, but it was harder to push myself up. Eros saw my struggle and, after two–three tries, asked me to get up.

I did, and now he was standing directly in front of me.

“I think I now got a rough understanding of your strength. Forget the machines. Come here with me.”

He said and made me stand in front of the huge mirror on the wall.

“I think your lower body is stronger than your upper body. That is the case with most girls, so you are no different. It is good that your legs are stronger, but when you run like a wolf, you need strength in all the four legs, that means your hands and shoulders have to be able to carry the weight as well.”

I nodded in understanding as he explained. “At start, your wolf might depend on your physical strength until you learn to give her complete control and she adjusts to you. If in any case your wolf gets exhausted, she might want to borrow some strength from you. OR you both might pass out.”

“Put on those gloves,” He ordered.

When I did, he pointed at a large weight dangling down a hook “That is a punching bag. Show me what you can do”