Chapter <b>121 </b>
I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, but Eros didn’t reply. went to the bag, pulled my hand back, and punched it.
But it didn’t move. “Try again”
This time<b>, </b>I put a bit more force <b>and </b>punched. Again, it didn’t.
“Keep going” he said.
The third time, I pulled my hand back, took a deep <b>breath</b>, <b>and </b>punched it with full force. This time it moved, barely.
“Empty your mind and focus just on <b>the </b>punching bag, nothing else. And hold your arms tight. Your throw should have as much strength as the punch itself.”
I nodded and did as instructed. A loud smack resounded through the gym.
“Could be better,” He murmured, and I grew irritated.
For the next few minutes, he kept asking me to try different things, and kept pointing out one w after another, saying how I needed to bnce well, aim harder, kick faster, etc.
I was getting annoyed by now and I was also sweating. Not that he cared. I wiped the sweat off my forehead as he asked me to <b>do </b>sets of squats, stretching, some more awkward bending, followed by some kicks and punches.
He <b>barely </b>gave me a break to breathe or rx. N?velDrama.Org owns this text.
My hands and feet were burning <b>and </b>my body felt as if it was on fire.
Arthur had been so sweet, too patient, but this man just thought I was a machine. My gaze flicked to the watch, and I <b>saw </b>that it was almost two hours since I had stepped <b>into </b>the
gin.
“Can we stop for today?” I asked. My question had barely gotten out of my mouth when I saw him turn around, holding something.
“Now let me give you some brief ofbat” I stared at the <b>mat </b>and then at him.
He raised an eyebrow. <b>“</b><b>Is </b>there a problem?”
I wasn’t sure if he was pretending to <b>not </b>hear me or pretending to not care, but my breath caught again when he came too close to me and murmured, “You werete today. So you have to put in an extra hour for wasting my time waiting for you, right?
He had been waiting for me?
My body gave a pleasant shudder upon hearing that.
Eros was standing <b>close </b>to me, too close.
His breath tickled my ear when he whispered that. His strong scent filled my <b>nostrils</b>, and it made me feel giddy. His cologne was just as mouthwatering as him.
I tried not to show how much him being close affected me, and gulped before I found my voice.
<b>“</b>Alright” 1 felt proud of the way my voice did <b>not </b>tremble as he slowly stepped away.
“You do have strength<b>. </b>We have to work on your stamina. And the fact that you worked out for almost 2 hours without grumbling tells me that your first shifting, though inconsplete, <b>helped</b>”
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Helped! How?
I looked up at him in confusion. Those blue sapphire eyes looked pools of honey as they caught the sunlight peeking in through the window <b>slits</b>.
My question must have been obvious in the <b>way </b>I stared at him, because he answered, “No ordinary human should be able to withstand such strenuous workout on their first day, not without a wolf, if only barely
He offered, but that confused me even more. “You think humans are too weak and fragile?” I muttered, but he was not offended by <b>the </b>remark.
“By no means. I said humans are weak. I just meant it would take a lot of time and effort to build stamina and endurance. That is why young girls and boys have to start training early. So that they have a good physical body that would be able to withstand the Pressure of shifting when their wolf first shows up<b>.</b>”
So that means he’s been <b>only </b>pushing me to test <b>my </b>limits? To help me be strong sooner?
Not to mention, I hadn’t forgotten when he said he didn’t want weaklings in his pack.
“So, now just attack me.” I stared at him, open mouthed.
“<b>What</b>?” I seowled, but he shrugged. “I know you are but do as I say
I mentally rolled <b>my </b>eyes at that, but let out a huff. “Or should I say, try to attack <b>me </b>
He corrected his <b>words </b><b>to </b>add the word “try and I did not miss that.
Preparing myself for the challenge, I pulled my ponytail up in a tight bun and held my hands in front of me.
“Ready?” He asked, and I nodded and threw <b>a </b>fist.
Eros simply pivoted to the left, and my fist hit the empty air. “Again”
He ordered, and I threw the other hand at him, but even this time he ducked effortlessly.
“Again”
I pulled my hand back and aimed a punch at his abdomen instead of face this time. I could <b>not </b>touch him yet again.
For the next twenty minutes or so, I kept <b>kicking </b>and punching swirling and jumping all in an effort tond a hit on him. It should have been easy given his huge size, but he was as sneaky as a cat. His reflexes were too smooth for me.
I was panting and sweating, the t–shirt sticking to my body as I tried and tried, but could not hit him.
After I could not move anymore, I stopped while pushing the hair that had escaped the <b>bun </b>away from my face.
And in front of me was the Hybrid King smirking at me, apparently highly pleased with himself.
This is no way to train. I grumbled, and he reached for a bottle to slowly take <b>a </b>sip. He put his lips to the bottle and <b>took </b>two small sips before holding it in front of me.
You’ve burned more calories than when you had my beta keeping <b>a </b>watch on you.”
I curled my hands–<b>into </b>fists. “Look, you said you would train me and you can see I am trying. But its not fair. You are stronger than me. I bet you would be panting if it was a one vs two battle. <b>There </b>is no need to be <b>so </b>snobbish all the time.”
The smirk on his face widened, and I realized I had just given <b>him </b>more <b>reason </b>to amuse himself. Maybe he liked ying cat and mouse with me. “You think so?”