“Do I have to do this? I thought we were going jogging.”
I asked with bated breath. I jumped on the skipping rope and it seemed like Pollux was working on me. I didn’t count the number of jumps because 50 jumps seemed like a long time.
I dislike gymnastics the most. Back when I was in high school I always skipped gymnastics class. Why do I have to go through this again now?
I stopped jumping. I was out of breath and it felt like my legs had gone limp and I couldn’t move anymore. I lay down on the mat, ignoring the skipping rope wrapped around my legs.
“It feels like I’m going to die. I need a break, Alpha Pollux.”
“You’ve asked for a break three times and we’ve only been training for half an hour.”
“You’re torturing me, Alpha.”
“I’m not torturing you, Luna. You’re just spoiled. Get up, I’ll get scolded by Castor if he finds out you’re spoiled during practice.”
I whined but Pollux didn’t care. I reluctantly stood back up and continued jumping until I had 50 jumps. After completing the jumps, Pollux pointed to the barbell under his feet.
I widened my eyes. I shook my head but Pollux still pulled my hand and put a barbell in my hand. It’s strange that I don’t struggle to hold it.
I followed Pollux’s movements as he practiced with the barbell. This exercise is still better than jumping. I can do it with one hand alternately.
Pollux gave me a heavier barbell and I was still able to lift it. He also looked at me as he gave me an example. The biceps in his hands distracted me until I fantasized about his sweaty body when he lifted me.
“Focus, sweet pea. We’re working out.”
I chuckled and guessed that he must be able to hear my racing heartbeat. Being a werewolf with a strong bond, I wouldn’t be able to lie to him. Although that had its upsides and downsides.
After practicing with two barbells of different weights, I was invited by Pollux to climb into the ring. For this one, I won’t be able to. I’ve never fought in my life.
“We’re going to fight. Do what you can to attack me. Use every part of your body against me. I will withstand your attacks.”
“But I’ve never been in a fight like a male duel. I’ve only ever fought Kayleigh and even then I lost to her after she managed to kick my ass.”
I pursed my lips and whined again to get rid of this fighting training session. I held my body as Pollux pulled my hand to climb into the ring. For whatever reason, I wanted to escape from this room and hide in a place that no one knew about.
At the persuasion of Pollux, who would grant my every wish, I finally agreed to practice boxing with him. Pollux tells me there are no rules in training. I could do anything to him.
The idea came to me to play a prank on Pollux. I’ll trip his legs when he’s off guard. He hands me some boxing gloves and helps me put them on.
“You’re not wearing boxing gloves?”
“I don’t need to use it to withstand your attacks.”
“Huh, just try it. You’ll never get cocky again.” I said as I patted my gloves together.
I took a deep breath and stepped back. I honestly didn’t know how to start. I followed the boxer’s moves I had seen on television by raising my hands in front of my face.
“Hit me, Luna”
I obeyed. The first move I made was to drive my fist into Pollux’s stomach. I grunted as Pollux managed to block my attack. Until a few rounds in, I still couldn’t tackle Pollux.
I was getting annoyed with myself. I couldn’t hit Pollux and he barely even moved from his position. I growled and decided to give up.
“I’m worn out. It’s up to you if you want to report to your brother.”
“Hey, is that all you’ve got?”
“I said, I’m worn out. I’m done.”
I roughly removed my boxing gloves and threw them into the ring. I stepped out of the ring and responded to Pollux’s call by looking back without replying. As long as he didn’t use his Alpha command then I could ignore him.
Until the day turned to night, I continued to confine myself to my room. I occupied myself with browsing the news in the human world. There was one article that locked my eyes.
“President Amatore Melucci is getting married at the end of the year-Mom once mentioned Castor and Pollux’s father’s name… By the Moon Goddess.”
Now I knew that their mother had that kind of temper. I’d once heard a glimpse of their mother mentioning that Pollux had a trait like their father. I didn’t realize that the werewolf life also created family drama.
I assumed Castor’s absence today might be related to this matter. I didn’t know and didn’t have a specific reason other than curiosity to ask them about this news. Neither of them had ever told me about their parents’ relationship.
[Are you going to bed already, my precious?]
Castor finally came home. I answered him through the mind link while still walking back and forth across the sofa. I held my chin and thought about this.
For some reason, I seemed to have an unpleasant feeling about this. I heard the sound of the door opening and saw Castor stepping in from the access connected to our room. He didn’t smile and had an expression that was flat even though he still showed his warmth by pecking my lips.
“I was just about to go to your room, but you got to mine first. Do you need something with me?”
“Can I ask to be comforted by you? This day is rough for me.”
Castor buried his head in my neck. For a few minutes I hugged him tightly. Trying to understand his feelings, I patted his back gently. I felt his heavy breath on my skin.
“Want to talk to me about it?”
“You must be tired all day. I do not want to burden your mind, Luna Godiva.”
“You don’t have to bear everything alone. If it feels heavy you can alleviate it by talking to me and I will be a good listener. I promise.”
” It won’t be. Just being alone with you is enough for me. Breathing in the scent of your body makes me feel calm and relaxed. Can I sleep with you tonight?”
“You don’t need to ask permission because my answer will always be yes.”
Castor hugged me tighter. I came to know that he could also be vulnerable after being used to seeing himself tough and powerful. I thought Pollux must also be thinking about his father’s news.
Family dramas always left one either cringing, helpless or overwhelmed. I’m used to it all. I thought only financial problems were the instigating cause, but it turns out that even neglect has a huge effect because there are expectations that are not realized.
“I hate being helpless. What should I do, Luna?”