Chapter 3

**Rhiannon**

How did I get here? My head was pounding and felt like the world was spinning. I tried to keep my eyes open but ended up sleeping.

“Rhia?” Someone was shaking me to wake up.

I try to get their hand off me, but the person is persistent.

“Not now! Please,” I Insisted as I pulled the cover over my head.

It practically goes quiet as I close my eyes briefly.

Splash.

The cold water splashed on my face as I gasped for air, my eyes snapping open.

“What the fuck?” I growled.

I find Mum holding a bucket, her arms folded as I growled, throwing back my head. Really?

“I just wanted to sleep for a few more minutes,” I complained as she raised her eyebrows

“Do you know what time it is?” She asked as I sighed heavily, struggling to keep my eyes open.

“Rhiannon!” she yells.

Her voice was piercing my ears, my head was throbbing just from hearing her voice.

“I don’t know, mum. Can’t I just—“

“No! You can’t sleep. How much did you drink?” She asks me as I shake my head.

Hell, I don’t even remember what I was drinking.

“Give me a minute. I will be out” 

She folds her arms while stomping her foot. I shake my head, dragging myself out of bed as I throw off the sheets I was in.

I drag myself to the bathroom, checking myself I the mirror. I still have the makeup I applied last night but had changed into a t-shirt.

“Hurry up. Your father isn’t that patient,” Mum shouts, leaving the room.

I quickly brush my teeth and take a quick shower. I grab my black with white stripes in the side leggings, sports bra, and a jumper, get into them, and change into training sneakers.

I grab my phone, checking it first, before making my way out of the room. I keep rubbing my eyes, hoping I might stay awake.

Our pack house has rules. The last one to eat breakfast has to be at 8 am and that’s my mum with the omegas who serve.

Unfortunately for me, I am twenty minutes late, so no breakfast or coffee for me. I drag myself to the training ground. From a distance, you can hear the grunts and groans coming from all those training.

Going up the hill, I feel like I am running out of breath. I push myself until I am just a few feet away from the training.

Michy is already here, and she’s sparring with someone while Kaiden is busy barking instructions to the recruits.

I run my hand through my hair as I look at the three of them, acting like they were not drinking last night.

“You are late!” Rodri barks from behind me.

I almost want to roll my eyes, knowing this is his girlfriend’s fault. I curtly bow my head as he walks past me to the sparring circle.

‘Hey babe’  I link to Kai, who glances at me with a smile before putting on a straight face while barking orders to the recruits who were sparring.

‘How the fuck are the three of you already up?’  I linked to Michy, who was pinning down the guy she was sparring with.

“Rhia. Tom. You are next!” Rodri barks as I gasp.

He has gotta be fucking nuts. I haven’t even eaten to be sparring.

“Rods…” I try to reason with him.

“Unless you want to give me 20. Four reps,” He said as I swallowed hard.

Am in no position to even do a press-up. Much less four reps. Sighing heavily, I pull off my jumper, throwing it aside.

I look at Tom who stretches himself as he steps forward, in his usual black joggers, tight vest, and gloves

Standing a foot taller than me, his muscular than Kai. I remember growing up having a crush on him until I found out he was into boys.

“Not feeling up to it, Riri?” He smiles as I scoff.

“Give it all you got,” I say, monotone.

He readies himself standing in an offensive position, clenching his fists. I take a defensive stance as he smiles.

He charges at me, throwing a punch, but I block it with my hand as he kicks me in my gut and I staggered back before I finally find my feet again.

“Really?”

“I thought you said I should give it all I got,” He smirked before he came in with a forewing, and I blocked it with my hand.

I take a few paces back as he continues throwing punches. I take a pace to the left as he shakes his head.

‘Rhia, going to dance the entire day?” Rodri shouts.

I fucking hate him for this.

I charged at Tom with a straight uppercut and he missed it before punching me straight in my gut as I gasped for air.

He tried to charge me again, but this time; I put all the strength I had into my punch, landing on his jaw as I took a step back.

I step forward, going in for a second punch. I catch him on his shoulder as he grabs my arm. Twist it before he hits me in my chest.

He tries to hit me again, but I block it off.

“Come On guys! I said Spar, not tango!” Rodri yells.

Tom pushes me again as he comes in, throwing punch after punch, kicking as he tries to hit me. I landed a few blows to my ribs before I did forewing, kicking him in his ribs.

I can taste blood in my mouth, but I know it will quickly heal from all this. I charge at Tom, putting everything I have into it because honestly, I would love to just end here.

I throw a punch standing before him, staggered as hit lands on his jaw.

“You are so fucking dead” he lunges at me, standing me on the ground as he punches the sides of my rib while I hit his back several times as we roll on the ground while exchanging blows.

I finally manage to hit his weak spot in the ribs where he had an operation a few months ago, and he groans as he gets off me.

I get on top of him while panting heavily as I put my arm in his neck.

“Yield,” I say, out of breath as he groans.

‘You bitch” He throws me off as I hit my back, groaning. My head feels lightheaded as he climbs on top of me.

“That’s enough!” Dad’s voice comes as I close my eyes briefly, trying to catch my breath.

I can’t believe I fucking lost to fucking Tommy.

“Rhia!” Michy rushed to my side, helping me to my feet as I close my eyes. I am hoping my wolf could heal fast because it hurts like a bitch.

“You failed!” Dad growls as I get up to my feet.

I feel like everything I was drinking last night wants to come up my throat as I wince in pain.

I notice everyone is standing at ease, their hands behind.

The look on Dad’s face says it all about what he thinks about my fight. Was he watching me this entire time?

‘Tom? Really?’

I linked to Rodri

‘Dad wanted you to spar with him. Nothing I can do,’ he retorts.

I try to link to him, but he has blocked me as I inhaled sharply. I swear if he wasn’t dating Michy right now, I would have a go at him.

“In the last few months, we have been looking to recruit someone to help in terms of training. Rodrigo has to take up some responsibilities now and thus, we decided to hire someone who is a specialist in combat training,” Dad started as I stepped back, standing in line with everyone.

“Allow me to introduce you to Enzo. He will be in charge of your training from now on!”

Dad said as someone walked into the ground.

I heard whispers and gasps, leaning forward. I tried to get a glimpse of the person.

The man walks in, dressed in black jeans, a black shirt with a few buttons open, and a black blazer. A dominant aura surrounds him as he walks. His face was emotionless.

“You have got to be kidding me,” I gasped.

Was I dreaming or what?