#Chapter 15 - Training

I jolted awake a scream. I had another dream about Jacob and his mistress, Alex. I considered this something lucky that it was only nightmares. Now that I was in the human world, I could not feel the mating bond with Jacob like I usually would in the were world.

I left my bedroom and journeyed to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass from the cabinet and proceeded to fix myself a drink of water. My next step was to change out of my night clothes because they were drenched in sweat.

It was not secret that Alex and Jacob were fooling around behind my back. They had been dating for years before Jacob and I met. When his wolf recognized me as their fated mate; he chose me.

Jacob always felt ashamed and nostalgic for Alex. I took care of everything very well; I was the perfect mate and Luna. But it was not enough.

It wasn't until six years later, when Alex returned to the pack, and she told Jacob that she was pregnant with his child. She gave birth to their son and raised him.

Alex even told Jacob that she had never fallen in love with anyone else in the six years that she had been gone. Though I doubt she tried . Alex would show her submissive and weak side to Jacob.

Alex would tell that Jacob that Ava would exclude her as well as their children refusing to welcome them into the fold. Jacob would always express his disappointment to Ava.

He would express that it was no way for the Luna of the pack to act towards the children of the Alpha even if they were not children they shared. Everything Alex ever told Jacob was a lie if not the complete opposite. I tried to set aside my feelings towards Alex for the sake of the children however my kindness would be met with snipes and jabs at my leadership.

Ginna, the only friend I seemed to have in the pack after Alex had returned even expressed her distaste for the pack's treatment between Alex and their rightful Luna. I finally had someone on my side until a visiting pack had brought Ginna's true mate. Don't get me wrong I was happy for
Ginna but I ended up loosing a friend as a result.

After Ginna left I felt like no one was on my side. Alex ridiculed me and put me down at every turn and the others either ignored it or followed suit. I could still hear their comments:

“Jacob sure got the short in of the stick--a half-bred for a mate.”
“Luckily Alex gave him a pure-born son.”

And her relationship with Jacob did not get any better either. I was warned at every turn to respect Alex. Some made it clear that she was more of a Luna than I was despite coming to the aid of many that were now mocking my title.

I guess I could say my argument with Jacob was the last of the disrespect and humiliation that I could take. Did I want to be out right reject for something that was not my fault? No, but I was left with little options.

As I took another swig of water I pondered my decisions: if I had stayed I would have been rejected. And I had no doubted in my mind that Alex would convince Jacob to label me a rogue.

Leaving for the human world was the best option to save myself from isolation and possible death.

Not many wolves were or otherwise could survive without a pack. Being labeled as a rogue meant your tribe wanted you dead or exiled for any reason. I could not let that happen to me.

I know that I could always reject Jacob directly, after all he is a jerk who has no respect for women! But I don't know why, I still had some nostalgia. Maybe it's because of his own wolf - River. It also cannot afford to lose its mate bond.

But these nightmares woke me from my sleep.

In order to avoid being alone with my thoughts; and because the training courses required are too heavy, I frequently appeared in the company. I was almost becoming a model worker. But in order to do that I would have to try and get some sleep.

I placed my empty glass in the sink and headed back to my room. I did not like being in my own thoughts. What relaxed me finally to sleep was feeling the warmth that my wolf embraced me in.

It felt like I was being wrapped around her tail like a blanket of security and bliss. Nightmares or not I was able to drift to sleep and wake up to my alarm clock for the acting classes not four hours later.

When I woke up the next day I went to the Moon Entertainment studio to continue the classes that were given to me after winning the competition.
Now that I was in class, I had to concentrate on listening to and learning every aspect of the class, especially the acting classes. In the acting class, it is required to memorize lines quickly and perform impromptu performances.

The basic skills are tested. My only advantage is that I probably took similar courses when I was a child star, so it can't be said that I lack any foundation.

So far, the only thing I had no pressure on is the physique class. After all, when I was becoming the Luna of Jacob's pack I needed to pay attention to physical training. It is impossible to fail in this area.

Coupled with my slim figure and noble temperament, the physique teacher never had any problems with me. He repeatedly took me out as a model for students to see. That's probably why Elijah saw me signing in the company's modeling department in the first place.

Pronunciation lessons were a struggle for me. I spoke with a standard accent, but that wasn’t good enough for the class. The goal of the pronunciation lessons was to correct me into a pure
Upper East Side aristocratic accent.

Then the accent class covers everything from southern accents, Irish accents to British accents. Western entertainment circles place great emphasis on pronunciation. If a person plays a British aristocrat with a pure American accent, both the critics and the audience will regard this work as a joke.

Workaholic Elijah is often the only one staying with me at the same time. After a few late-night encounters, it seemed like Elijah was beginning to show some concern for me.

"I know you are very passionate about acting, and I really hope that I have more women with a work attitude like you." He rarely said with a good attitude.
"However, you also need some time to spend with your family and friends."

Family? Friends? If only he knew.

My mother died a few years ago and my father...my father was no where to be found. If I still had a mate I doubt he would be keen on me being here.

I tried not to sound depressed, “I don't have any family or friends for that matter. Where dreams come true is where I am." I said smiling but I knew Elijah was not buying it.

Elijah watched me with interest.
"It's true that actors need to work hard, but too tight is not necessarily a good thing for performing arts."

I didn't say a word.

He continued on, "But for the sake of your hard work recently, I decided to let you participate in a competition while training, and start to gain exposure now."

"What kind of game did you say it was?" I asked curiously.