Training with him

RENEE'S POV

What is worse than someone knocking on your bedroom door in the middle of your peaceful sleep? Someone banging on your door interrupting your peaceful sleep.

"Renne, wake up." Amara's voice at this moment was like cat claws gliding across a chalk board. I even regretted why I allowed her to pick me up for training. 

"No."

My eyes still closed, I could hear my bedroom door creak open. A cool draft from the halls slipped in along with the red head. Turning away as quickly as I could, I pulled the blankets over my head and ignored her plea for me to get up.

"It's training time. Get your ass up." Cool air nipped at my skin when she ripped the covers from me.

"What the fuck, what time is it?" I screeched, covering my eyes from the bedroom light she had turned on.

"Its six in the morning, now come on." I sat up, my eyes trained on her as I thought of a million different ways I could rip her apart.

But I could not be livid with her. If I would have overslept, I would have had another confrontation with the head wolf. I knew the rules and that was the last thing I needed. Slipping from the warmth of the mattress, I dragged myself into the bathroom.

"Do you train this early every morning?" I questioned once I returned to the bedroom. Training was different where the omegas lived. We didn’t train this early and it isn't a mandatory because we always have to do other chores.

"Not every morning, maybe every other morning", Her statement was confusing.

"Anyway, we are used to it." She confirmed.

"I hate it here even more." Words blurted out of my mouth as I slipped on the new sports bra and my spandex shorts which were in the closet. Whoever who bought these clothes for me, was told that I will need them for training. 

I decided to put on a little extra, on the account of my situation and where I'm. I put a T-shirt over my sports bra and some sweat pants over my shorts, hoping to avoid the mistake of drawing in any more attention. I didn't want to have trouble with the Alpha on my first day to train with his beloved werewolves. 

"You're going to have a heat stroke in all that." Amara scanned over my clothing before her eyes met mine once more.

"I think I'll be fine." I lied. She was right. I would not be surprised if I dropped dead out there.

I slipped on the Nike sneakers and confirmed to Amara that I was ready to go. We walked out the room and down into the kitchen area.

"Come on, we train out back." She pushed open the sliding patio doors and I followed her onto the large patio.

Inhaling, I took in the morning's fresh air and the scent from the nature its self as other members practiced on the grass ahead. It was nothing like the air that blanket the area where omegas live. Out here, tall sky scrapers and buildings were replaced by the tallest of trees.

I followed her down the steps, each step bringing in another pair of lingering eyes that were shocked to see me. 

An omega in the upper class ranked werewolves. 

Eyes were stuck on me like glue.

"Come on, train with me." Amara tugged me toward a vacant spot on the field. Even after showing her my emotionless face, she still threw herself on me.

I ignored her and took the time to look at others. My almost optimistic inner wolf forced me to smack on a winning smile and a positive attitude as I met the pack I was 'destined' to be a part of.

The unmated wolves smiled, their exterior showing me friendliness. Smiles, winks, and gentleman-like gestures. However, I knew their inner wolves were up to no good. Down puppy. They all didn't know that I was mated to the Alpha.

Mated females smiled and waved. Women who saw no competition nor threat because they have found their mates and were already bonded to them.

Then there were the eyes of the unmated females. Venomous glares that would slay me if they could. Pure animosity with no real reasons of actually loathing me so soon. Eye rolling, teeth sucking, lip smacking, and eyebrow raise she-wolves.

Some who knew that I was an omega were despising me.

"Hello Rinah?" A male's greeting snatched my attention away.

"And you are?" I questioned. I did not expect any male here to know my name, except for the Alpha. I was beginning to wish he did not know my name either.

"He is our assistant trainer." Amara's shoulder pressed against mine.

"Oh I'm so sorry, hello trainer." As an omega, I lowered my head, showing my utmost respect to him. Seems to be the only one who was not a fool with power. He wasn't like the stupid beta and he didn't discriminate me just because I'm an omega.

"It's nice for you to finally join us."

"Thank you. It's nice to be here and to meet you."

He smiled at Amara and me before he excused himself from us. He walked toward the house and disappeared in to the sliding back doors.

"That's our assistant trainer? Hmm nicer than the head prick." I laughed a little with her even though it wasn’t funny at all.

"Look Rinah, I know the Alpha has been an asshole to you but... ." She started but she was cut off in mid sentence i'mmediately. 

"Everyone listen up!" A male's dominating voice boomed across the field to catch the immediate attention of his spectators. 

Speak of the devil.

A quick glance over my shoulder, I caught the eye of the Alpha. Walking onto the field, he stood towering and strong. He stood out from the other males that looked to him with high esteem and admiration. Despite that overlarge head he acquired from the title.

I looked him over. My sour expression and narrowed eyes widened once I scanned over his frame. Shirtless upper body showed me a built physique and frame that proved that his athletic body was his strongest trait.

Averting my eyes away, I scanned over my now clammy hands. A side effect of my heat. I took in a relaxing breath, hoping to calm myself of the inappropriate thoughts that were running through my mind.

"We have a new trainee with us." He pointed out, which caused all eyes to shift my way. "So go easy on the weakling."

A noticeable scowl appeared on my once friendly face. Even after the punishments, he decided to pick up on me and how dare he call me weak.

As usual my inner wolf wanted to prove him wrong and challenge him.

I really didn't know what the hell was wrong with me. I was punished severely but still I didn’t fear him.

"Step out here." He demanded of me.

I walked out and stood in front of him. Does he want me to fight him? Even though I may not win, I will not have a problem beating on him a little. Such an amazing idea such as that one only made me smile. Once he noticed my fearless look, he began to frown.

"Jamie, step out here." Right on cue, a female stepped forward. Wavy blond hair tied into a ponytail with a face dressed up with the right consistency of makeup. For training? Really? "This Is Jamie."

"Hi." I greeted.

"Humph." She rolled her eyes before they switched back to her Alpha.

Oh. I looked toward the Alpha as well. I could only wonder about the unsettling grin he had plastered on his face. Oh I get it. He picked a nasty one. A bitch.

"She is one of our good fighters so you will fight her. I want to see what you got." He spoke and I glared at him.

He wanted to play this game again.

To watch me suffer.

"Ok, start." He ordered.