15 The End Of Training
Selma Payne’s POV:
I panted heavily and held my knees. I felt like I was going to die here.
Although I didn’t want to admit it, Aldrich was a good trainer. He knew where my limits were, and his heart of stone pushed to the limit without caring about my life or death. During this training period, I felt like I would die every minute, but my exhausted body still forced to stand.
“You’re too weak.” He crossed his arms and looked at . I didn’t deny his evaluation.
Yes, I was physically unfit. When I trained with my companions in the past, they would carefully reduce my training volu. As long as there was a problem, they would make watch on the sidelines and not participate in their cruel and exciting training. My body had been raised in such a pampered environnt for too long. My muscles and bones were rusty, and my willpower was also eroded.
“I’m fine. Let’s continue.” I picked up the dumbbells, and he did the sa, but it didn’t look as strenuous to him. He looked much more relaxed.
Although this man usually looked unreliable, he was very good at training. Most importantly, he would never stop the training because of my whining. I felt that my physical endurance had improved greatly during this short training period. I could easily do many things that I couldn’t do in the past today. Perhaps part of it was due to my gradually awakening werewolf physique.
“You can rest now, beautiful lady.” Here it ca again. Every ti I thought he was not bad, he always had a way of making want to complain.
I rolled my eyes and walked away. I took the water bottle and sat on the steps next to . I was so tired that I couldn’t drag my body back to the palace. I needed to sit for a while. After Aldrich finished my training, he was still training. His strength made change my opinion of his frivolous behavior.
I didn’t expect him to be unexpectedly serious and responsible under his frivolous appearance. Instead, he made a very detailed plan for and taught to feel my body and every reaction from it during my training. This allowed to improve very quickly. In the past, when I faced difficulties, I always told myself that it was okay to give up, but now I could feel it in my body that I could do it.
The feeling of being able to do sothing calmly was really great. It made prouder than anything else.
He stopped in front of . I could tell he was trying to show off his charm to , but I could only silently slap myself in the face for thinking he wasn’t bad. I overthought. He was just a muscular playboy.
“You did a good job today.”
He seed to hold magic that made everything seem annoying. Even the praises from his mouth did not sound good.
“Thank you for your guidance today.” I needed to constantly remind myself to be a person with a conscience to express my gratitude properly.
“When did you return, Miss Selma?” His gray eyes were filled with curiosity. I could understand. Everyone was curious.
“I just ca back a few days ago. I’m eighteen years old. You know that.”
He nodded excitedly. “Your werewolf is about to wake up? That’s great! My werewolf only awakened four years ago, and it felt amazing! Congratulations, Miss Selma.”
Aldrich spoke with an excited smile. He was still handso when he did not deliberately try to show off his handsoness, but he was too good at breaking a conversation.
I took a deep breath and suggested, “You can call Selma. I’ll also call you Aldrich. Is that okay?”
The smile on his face disappeared again. He stared at for a mont and asked, “May I?”
“Of course, you don’t have to be so formal. You don’t have to keep staring at like that.”
I would like to take back what I said about him being cute. He only looked silly now, not cute.
“If you didn’t keep staring at , you wouldn’t have noticed that I was staring at you.” He smiled proudly. “Just admit it. You think I’m attractive.”
I could feel my head hurting. I patted him on the back. “I think whoever is charming will never find you charming!”
His smile disappeared, and he blinked at . He looked a little pitiful but also a little cute.
I turned around and walked away. I could not help but ntally slap myself. ‘Wake up, Selma. Don’t be deceived by his appearance!’
Before I could walk away, he caught up to and drawled, “Oh, my dear Selma. Are you leaving without waiting for ? You really make sad. ”
I suddenly stopped and raised my hand in an attempt to hit him, but the approaching figures of my father and mother made stop. Aldrich’s expression also beca serious and cold. We stood straight, pretending nothing had happened, like an army waiting for my parents to inspect.
It felt ridiculous.
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