The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 64

Zayd’s sleep was disturbed when he felt Quinn slowly and silently freeing herself from his arms. Her breaths were slow and shallow, as if she were afraid he’d hear them.

His eyes peeked open, watching as she carefully shuffled off the bed in the darkness that swamped the room and stood to her feet. She was naked, and though his hands wanted to trace her body like they did mere hours ago, he kept them to himself…not wanting her to know he was awake.

Her clothes scattered on the floor, she bent to pick them up, putting them on then tiptoeing out the door. He knew where she was going…and she’d told him not to follow her, but he was too curious not to.

He’d informed Garth to make it known to the rest of the pack that the training grounds were off-limits…for he truly wanted to give her the privacy she needed to grow, but he wanted to see…at least from afar.

Her struggles were his too, and he knew she was still struggling. She wasn’t over it all yet; the betrayal, the loss of her wolf…

He knew her heart was still heavy; dripping blood that was like tears and pumping what felt like pain through her veins. He wanted to make it all better, to stay by her side at all times…but he also wanted to give her what she needed; time to process and accept everything.

She needed space, and he’d give it to her, but he still wanted to be there just in case she fell and needed someone to help her up…just incase her eyes filled with tears and she needed somebody to wipe them.

Shuffling off the bed, he picked up his clothes, pulling them on and walking out the door as well; following her slowly and cautiously until she stepped onto the training grounds.

He stayed a couple meters away from the gate, watching as she stood unmoving in rank two for a while, breathing deeply.

When she finally made a move, it was to do some simple stretch exercises that positioned her body in ways which made her look glorious and sexy.

She did some seated twists, various lunges, shoulder stretch and finished off with a cobra stretch.

She then walked over to the tire, putting the rubber band that protruded from it around her waist. There were three different training routines in rank 2.

A routine that strengthens the core, which is what the tire is for…

A routine that promotes stability, endurance and stamina, which is what the numerous punching bags and dummies are for.

And a routine that increases speed and heightens the senses…and that’s what the automatic arrow thrower is for. It has five speeds, and he hoped Quinn would choose none. She wasn’t ready for that yet. It was too dark out, to be able to sight the arrows, she at least had to be able to see them.

Trained wolves use their sense of hearing to avoid the arrows, but her advanced sense of hearing died along with her wolf. She could do anything else…just not that.

Folding his arms across his chest, he examined her as she slowly started to pull the tire three times her size across the field. Her leveled breaths heightened; becoming deeper and longer. He could hear her grunts as she strained with the massive and weighty object.

It was obvious she couldn’t manage, but she did not stop.

Half-way towards the end of the lane, her legs started to tremble, her groans becoming louder, fiercer. He wanted to step forward, to help her so bad, but he restrained himself…that was until she fell to her knees with a gasp full of pain.

Did she overdo it? Her ankles…did she sprain one of them?

His eyes widened as he rushed towards her, lips spreading to yell out her name, but he did not get to. Before he could even pass the gate, Quinn stood to her trembling legs, sobbing as she pushed herself forward.

His hands clenched by his side as he stepped back, hiding behind the wooden gate, while he continued to watch. Her face was red and contorted in gruesome pain, and tears streamed down those flawless cheeks, wetting them profusely.

Zayd turned away, he didn’t want to watch this…she was obviously suffering, trying too hard to be who she once was. Did she not know this was dangerous? Her ligaments…what if something went wrong?

She had been a beta, so pulling a tire that size might’ve been nothing to her back then, but now…now she wasn’t a f*cking beta anymore, and she was hurting herself trying to be one.