Chapter 25

About a week into training and I was already more exhausted than ever. I knew my body was trying to rebuild its shape that it once held when I was beta, but it was still painful nonetheless.

My hamstrings felt hard as a rock, and not in a good way. My mind hurt from trying to shift with an absent wolf, which was useless since I couldn't shift. And sometimes my arms even felt like noodles. Wet or dry noodles, it didn't matter, they just felt that way.

I barely have time to drown out my wandering mind to focus back on the present, where I was fighting another pack member for training. Both of us in human form, obviously.

The blonde man lunges towards me, and I duck, aiming for the top of his legs. As soon as we connect, I wrap my arms around his legs and he falls down with a heavy thud on my back.

I roll over so my back is now pressed against the top of his legs, and my shins wrap around one of his arms quickly while he was still stunned from the impact. I take a hold of his wrist and pull, and the blonde knew he had just lost.

He taps his hand three times on the mat, and I release my legs and hands that held his arm in a painful position. I get up, panting, and offer out my hand to help him up as well. The blonde takes my hand and soon enough, he's walking off the mat in a pant as well.

"You're improving. That's good." Arina stands up from the bench that was against the wall in the training room.

The training room held a lot of equipment. Mats, weight machines, even a boxing ring with a few boxing bags hanging from the tall ceiling.

"I don't feel like I'm proving." I step off the mat and go towards my water bottle, drinking the clear liquid like I had been dehydrated for hours.

"You are. You'll have your wolf back in no time." Arina told me hopefully.

I give her a side glance, and remove the bottle from my lips. "It is not up to anyone besides my wolf on whether he comes back or not. You can try and hope all you want, but in the end, what is that gonna do for any of us?"

Arina crosses her arms over her chest, not at all surprised or taken aback by my snapping.

"You'd be shocked what hope can do, Kyle." She tells me patiently.

I roll my eyes and she continues with the conversation, walking to the closed door of the gym.

"One more fight, and then you're done for the day. Sound good?" She turns to me, her hand on the door handle.

I shrug. "Fine."

She opens the door, and a few moments later I see him walk in, clearly ready for a training session.

I feel anger quickly heat up and bubble inside of me. Arina really thinks it's a good idea to spar Enzo?

"Arina-" I growl, but she cuts me off.

"Just trust me on this. For once, please." She interrupts me, clearly expecting me to not be happy with fighting him.

"Get on the mat, both of you. Remember the rules. No shifting, honor the tap out, and don't intentionally harm."

She walks her way back over to where she sat on the bench, and I glare at her.

Enzo was already obeying Arina's orders since he was on the mat, looking at me expectantly.

"Kyle. Now." Arina used her alpha voice, so I had no choice in challenging her, and my body reluctantly obeyed.

I stood a few feet away from Enzo, and I felt my anger radiating off of me in waves of heat. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if you could see steam flowing quickly out of my ears.

As my mind is drowning out all noise, I barely hear Arina's muffled voice telling us to fight.

We both began anticipating the other to move, not really making any moves at first. But then he lunged and swung his arm, aiming for my head.

I ducked, and swept my foot under his feet to try and throw off his balance and hopefully land him on his back.

Sadly, that fails and instead he wraps his arms around my waist and slams me to the ground.

He's on top of me now, the weight clearly crushing, but I refuse to tap out.

Eventually I manage to get him off of me somehow by using my legs, and I have his arms pinned up against his head by the wrists.

"Kyle, calm down." Enzo grunts.

I bring my arm back and swing, my fist landing directly across his cheek.

"Why should I?" I growl.

He uses the time I talk to his advantage and throws me off of him, and now we're both standing back up again.

"This is training. Keep that in mind." Enzo lunges for me again, and I dodge him.

"You didn't keep anything in mind back in Italy." My emotions begin to burst open, all of them anger and hatred.

"That was six years ago Kyle." I lunge first him and I see red, throwing my arms around and hitting whatever I could manage to hit on him.

"Six years without my mate because of you! You killed him when he didn't deserve it!" I land a hit across his face.

"He did nothing wrong!" Another punch.

I hear Arina's voice, beginning to jump in. "Kyle, that's enough!"

I don't listen. How could I?

Enzo sweeps my feet from under me, and pins me to the ground.

"Your mate wasn't as good as he seemed. He was a spy! He worked alongside her. Just because you loved him doesn't mean he didn't deserve it." Enzo growled.

I struggle and trash against him, but I am simply to tired from a full days training to do exactly that.

I lift up my knees and kicked him where the sun doesn't shine, and flip us over again.

The red I see becomes to much as my own shouting drowns out everything else.

Eventually, I feel hands on the top of my arms, pulling me off of Enzo. I struggle against the person as my mind comes back and my vision becomes clear.

I'm still shouting at the bloodied and beat up man and Arina is examining. Don't worry though, he's still conscious and alive.

"You killed him! He's dead because of you. And you walk around on this earth pretending that you haven't caused any pain within anyone because of your impulsive actions." One of my arms tears free from the hold for a split second before I am quite literally dragged out of the room.

"Calm the hell down!" I see Ransoms face now, every emotion possible flashing through his eyes. Worry, anger, concern, and fucking sympathy.

I don't need that.

"Let me go." I sternly tell my mate, and he shakes his head.

"I can't do that Kyle and you know it."

I get up from off the floor and begin to storm my way back into the gym, but Ransom grabs my wrists and tugs me into our room upstairs.

He pushes me inside, quickly turning to lock the door.

I try to make my way past him, but he puts his hands on my chest, shoving me away.

"Calm down." He yells, and I meet his gaze.

Things seemed to slow down super suddenly. I felt my heartbeat in my ears, my chest was heaving, my knuckles bruised up and bloodied, and some parts of me were sore from where Enzo hit me.

I don't even notice tears falling freely from my eyes until Ransoms face of anger turns to one of concern, and he wraps me in his arms.

I let out a choked sob, and my crying doesn't let up.

Ransom says nothing as he slowly inches us towards the bed. I don't remember him laying us down, but I'm crying partially into his shoulder, and partially into a pillow.

He rubs my back soothingly as my cries slowly dissolved in hiccups, which led me to the dark that is sleep.

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(Oop this is a heavy chapter lmaooo

Ya girl graduated high schooollll! I had a drive thru graduation which was fun actually 😂

Also I got tested for COVID and it came negative so we're safe *for now*)