FADED. A Werewolf story. (Book One)

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I am stumbled out of my sleep by the buzzing of my alarm. Shit. It is already time. I am so sleepy by the time I reach for my night stand to switch it off. I am not a morning person and waking up this early is  going to make me sick and moody.

I mean who the hell wakes up at four thirty to prepare for training by five? Someone who wants to impress his bastard of a trainer. Gabriel is riding my ass so as to make my life hard but I am going to show him that I am stronger than he gives me credit for.

Groaning frustratedly, I kick away the duvet stretching lazily. I stand up a little drowsy making my way to the bathroom. I wash my face with the cold water making me hiss at the chilly temperature. When I am done with the morning routine, I walk to the closet for the proper outfit.

I opt for my grey sweats and a black sports bra which I cover with a grey sweatshirt. This place gets really cold in the mornings. I couple my outfit with my sneakers and hurry my butt to the gym at the West wing.

I am not surprised when I find Gabriel already in the gym.
Does the man sleep or he's just some robot? Guess I'll have to ask.
His eyes immediately snap to me when I open the door. He glances at his watch and then nods contentedly. I am  only two minutes away from being late.

Great Lyka.
From my position, I take a look at him more like checking him out. Old habits die hard. I used to check him out as my teacher and being my trainer is making it worse.

Grey sweat pants, black shirt clinging to his masculine body in an attractive way. The outlines of his strong biceps are on display for my eyes and I have to call myself out before I start drooling.

His hair is tousled sexily and by the looks of it, he had been training before I interrupted.
"Are you going to stand there? We haven't got all day." Gabriel's morning stern voice startles me from my trance. Muttering a shit, I walk to where he is near the treadmills.

I was correct when I said he had been working out. There is some glistening sweat on his temple. It would have looked disgusting on another person but right now, it is the hottest sight I have seen.

"Lyka."

I am more startled now. I had zoned out again.
"Are you serious about this or not? If not, I ask you to save us the trouble." Gabriel scowls catching me redhanded.
"Sorry." I mutter gruffly.
"Then better put your head straight in the game. I hate sluggishness." His tone is dismissive, the 'I don't fuck around' tone.

"We won't begin with the actual training today. We will begin with a few workouts. It will help on your flexibility, speed, sharpness and strength." Gabriel preps.

I take off the sweat shirt remaining in my bra. I am sure I see Gabriel's eyes glance at my body before snapping away to something else. He didn't look amused or pleased. Did I expect another reaction from him? Shrugging the thought from my head, I continue with my workout.

For the day, we did the treadmills, few push ups and weights. It wasn't as easy as I had thought not with Gabriel watching me. He casually threw snarky remarks my way when I was being sloppy. Other than that, it was great.

The man was good to go even after fifty minutes of treadmill run and heavy weights. I occasionally stole glances noticing how his muscles flexed when he lifted the barbells or how his ass looked good when he ran on the treadmill.

I thought after all the bombs he dropped on me, I had lost my attraction to him but I guess I was wrong.

I am exhausted by the time I make it back to my room. Freshening up, I go down for breakfast to find Gabriel missing.
"Where is Gabriel?" I ask Sebastian.
"He had an errand to run. He seemed like he was in a hurry." Sebastian answers.