I wake up at 5:30 in the morning.
Training starts at six, so I have about half an hour to get ready.
I take a shower and dress in a black sports bra and grey sweatpants. I avoid the mirror, knowing that due to the heat and my nightmares last night, I look like a mess. But when I brush my hair I step in front of it anyway, hoping for the best.
It isn’t as bad as I thought, but I have dark circles and panda eyes that would give any passing panda an inferiority complex.
I put on a black fitness jacket.
I sigh and wear my glasses, then wear grey socks and black converse.
It’s 5:55 as I step outside.
I run to the training area, and stop in my tracks when I see Kaden standing there, leaning against the wall.
He’s wearing a light blue shirt and black pants. His eyes are piercing, yet there are dark circles underneath them.
I feel a twinge of satisfaction. So he had a rough night too.
I ignore my heart’s jumping jacks and go to the trainer’s corner, where a man around our age is standing. He holds his hand out. “Hi, I’m Liam.”
I smile at him. “Sienna. But you can call me Enna.”
His hand is warm and comforting. I like him immediately.
We jump when we hear a threatening growl.
Kaden stands behind us. “May I talk to you for a moment, Sienna?” he asks, teeth-gritting.
I grit my own teeth and turn to Liam, who’s watching us curiously. “Excuse us, Liam.”
I walk after Kaden, as he pulls me into a secluded area with weights and bars.
He grips my arm and I wrench it free, snarling. “What the f**k is wrong with you?” He turns to look at me, and I stop at the look he has on his face. His normally bright eyes are dull and dark and his face is set in a cold mask.
“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you? You have a mate and your shamelessly going around looking and flirting with other boys!”
I growl in anger. “My mate doesn’t want me! I’m free to go and talk to whoever I want! In fact, I can sleep with whoever I want! You don’t own me!”
He growls, eyes going black with anger. “You are mine! You belong to me! You are my mate! No other man can see you than me!”
I lose control and my SWA training kicks in. Literally. I slap him hard on his cheek, his head going backwards from the impact, and kicked him where the sun don’t shine.
“I belong to nobody, but myself,” I yelled before running back to the training area.
“Bend your knees a little more and lock your thumb inside. Then jab into his rib.” I instruct to a girl of around my age.
She smiles at me, and I return the gesture, happy to have a friendly face around.
I finish the training and sit down on one of the benches, then realise the girl from before is next to me.
“What’s your name?” I ask.
“Nice name. You want to show me around Fel?” I ask.
“Oh, yes! Can I?” she squeals excitedly.
I laugh at her enthusiasm. “Meet me after lunch.”
She grins and nods.
We hear a throat clearing, and I look up to see a dishevelled Kaden smirking at us.
I turn pink, remembering how I’d lost my temper earlier.
Well, he asked for it! It’s not my fault! I remind myself.
“There will be no need for that Felicity.” drawls Kaden.
I look up at him angrily. “And why is that?”
“Because you’re coming with me.”
I stare at him surprised.“What?”
“Is it so surprising?”
He scowls a bit at that but doesn’t argue. Felicity, who was standing there with raised eyebrows the whole time speaks up. “Sienna, you should just go with Alpha Storm. There’s a bonfire party at the beach nearby tonight, why don’t we meet there?”
I look at her gratefully. “Sure, I’ll come. What’s your number?”
She copies her number into my phone and leaves, with a final look of support.
Ignoring the magnetic mating pull I’m getting from him, I cross my arms.
Out of the blue, he frowns.
“What?” I ask, getting annoyed by his mood swings. Is there such a thing as man PMS?
“You shouldn’t be wearing that in front of other males.” He says, pointing towards my sports bra.
“You mean my bra?” I ask.
He goes pink. “Yes. That. Many men will be looking.”
I snort. “Maybe I want them to look.”
His eyes turn dangerous, and my wolf snaps at me for saying that. I swear I have no filter.
I sigh in defeat. “Look, dude, I’ma wear what I want mmkay? You don’t get to control me or dictate that right.”
His face turns bright with wickedness. F**k.“Maybe I’ll drop by that party you’re going to. Some she-wolves around here are really pretty.”
My heart clenches, and all the hide-your-feelings techniques I was taught come rushing back. I keep my face into an indifferent mask. “You do that.”
His face morphs into that of incredulous anger. “You actually don’t care?” he’s spitting words out now. “You don’t care that I might be running my hands all over another woman?”
Yes. Yes, I do care. The thought is ripping my heart into pieces.
“No, I don’t.”
He gives a terrifying snarl, then runs away.
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