Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 8

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 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 minutes 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 b*oo*ty 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 everybody 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 introduced ourselves and tried to set the rules and regulations for the newcomers?

“What? Are you going to cry now? I am giving you my time. Don’t f*uc*kin make me realize I am wasting it.” He stopped right when he was facing me, but kept yelling.

I was frightened of this giant looking Alpha King coming at an Omega with no wolf like me.

“Beatrice!” he said my name and even through all the stress, my heart s*ipped a beat. I raised my face unintentionally, compelled by how his lips said my name, and found him hunched down with his hands on his knees.

“When you set your foot on my training ground, you f*uc*king stop acting like a b*itc*h. Grow spine, confidence and speak the f*uc*k up when I ask you to answer me.” Those words swept the world from under my feet.

“Now say something,” as he yelled again. I stepped back and burst into tears. I hated being so weak, but fear was what had kept me alive.

“Oh, Goddess!” he sighed, almost as if mocking my tears.

“I don’t want to take any courses from you.” I finally raised my face and said it in a raised tone like he wanted.