The Beta’s Regret

I snapped. “Yes, think about being Wolfless for a bit, and with no prior training from your pack.”

The snort disappeared from his face. “My human side is just as strong” he grumbled, reaching for a bottle of water “Focus on your training.”

I made an impatient noise and tried to reach for the bottle water but he tried to push them away from my reach.

By now my smile had turned into a grin as I was enjoying teasing him. I kept bouncing on my heels and showed as if I was still trying to reach for the bottle, but quickly went behind him and raised my hands up.

He was taken aback when I tried to sneakily grab the bottle from him. But that was barely for a second because the next second his hand went around my waist, grabbed me and plucked me off the floor.

While I was jumping around, my tee rode up a little, so when Eros picked me up, his fingers brushed my bare skin..

I had been completely focused on the bottle so the unexpected touch startled me, making me gasp in surprise.

Hearing me gasp, he looked up at me, and my eyes locked with his. For a second, he just stood there, holding me up in his arms while staring me in the eye.

His hair had curled on the sides and I had the mad urge to smoothen those and rustle his hair.

His head was at my eye–level and those luscious locks were urging me to roam my fingers over them.

“What happened?” He asked, and I blinked furiously, trying to ignore the way his fingers were still on my waist.

“N–nothing.” I answered while trying to look away.

That casual smirk returned a second later, and he asked, “So, you give up?”

I nodded, and he gently put me down on the floor again.

And when his hand pulled away, I was more sad than relieved at the loss of touch. It had been a while since those hands had touched me.. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

All this while, he had been guiding me, but somehow never touched me. And the little brush had ignited a spark inside of me again.

I turned around to calm my raging heart. The accidental brush of his hand and the precious few seconds in which he had held me… I had felt something stir inside of me.

Though I could not quite understand what it was. I just felt a torrent of emotions rage at once before dying down. “Hey, are you okay?” His voice reached me when I stood like a statue with my back facing him.

“Y–yes, I can’t workout anymore. I am done, I answered after taking a few deep breaths and turning around to face him. He looked at me from head to toe and shrugged. “Alright”

I did not wait for him to say anything else and just ran outside the gym. I found myself sprinting up the room despite the ache in my legs and only took a breath of relief when I closed the doors and was away from him.

Just what had I felt when he touched me? And why?

It was not the first time that he had touched me, and it was definitely much more than my stupidly growing crush on him.

For the remainder of the day. I kept replaying the scene in my head and did not step out of my room.

I just decided to take a bath and relax while also trying to focus on the tasks in front of me. The full moon was inching closer, and I hoped I would awaken my wolf this time.

There was a knock on the door, and I almost gave a startled cry when Glinda stepped in

“Are you alright? You did not come to lunch or dinner either? Aren’t you hungry after all the workout?” She asked, but somehow my stomach did not want to eat. I was used to staying hungry for hours back at home, so it was nothing new,

“Not really” I shrugged as she gave me a stern look and brought in a tray full of food.

“I don’t want to get scolded for your mistake of not eating. So you better all of this before you go to sleep.”

The tray was filled with healthy food; soup, veggies, boiled meat, and some scrambled

I made a face at that tray, but she added, “You better finish this. Now I have to go and do the dishes.” She left, and I sat staring at the unappetizing looking food. I looked down from the windows and a thought occurred to me.

What if I throw it down the window or maybe dump all of it in the bin?

I chuckled at that thought and shook my head, but then a small beep sound brought me out of my reverie.

There was a text message from Eros “If you put the food anywhere except your stomach, I will know. Don’t be late tomorrow.

For the next three weeks, all I did was train, force food down my throat and sleep. Eros was a strict teacher and, though I knew it would be impossible for me to gain superhuman strength in such a short time, he did not cut me any slack.

Every morning I woke up at 5 am, ran to his gym where he kept pushing me until I could not move anymore and then made me exercise some more.

He was a maniac, but I was beginning to see the results. Eros would always be waiting for me in the gym, wearing his shorts and a vest or loose t–shirt and we both fell into a routine of exercising.

At first, I hated him because he pushed me a lot, but when I began to see the changes in my body, I felt it was worth the

effort.

The full moon was inching closer. All my bets were on becoming strong enough to awaken my wolf. I was not sure would happen, but I had to try. And Eros was always strictly professional when it came to my gym regime.

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One such afternoon when I was lying on the gym floor, panting and sweating after having worked out for hours. He was not in the gym and I waited and waited for him to show up, but he was probably tired and just taking an extended nap,

I never saw him mutter that he wished to sleep or just rest. He would either go to his meetings, poke his face in the files or

train.

That man worked like the world would end if he stopped, so it was natural that at some point he would feel a burnout.

And as much as I grumbled while training with him, his absence hurt me more than Twished to admit. I had gotten used to our lessons together and would always look forward to seeing him.

Somehow, seeing his face the first thing in the morning, even if he put me through hellish training, made my heart flutter.