Jahmee Harris Train の小説・ストーリー

Jim looks at the little girl and extends his big hand to her. “Erina, I am delighted with your ambition. Know that it will be hard training. Shadow Moon has been the cup holder for years and wants to keep their position," the trainer told her. He shakes her hand and Erina stares straight at him. “They want to keep it and I want it. We'll see who succeeds, trainer," she says confidently. "I'll be here tomorrow after combat training for swimming lessons." Jim's eyebrows shoot up. "Tomorrow already? Well, I hoped all my athletes were as active and motivated as you, Erina. I'll be there. See you tomorrow then." He nods at me and walks back to the older swimmers waiting for him.

Harris' POV I woke up with a back pain and unexplainable pain from both of my shoulders. So this is what I get from too much training. I went to the cafeteria for breakfast. I am with Cyrvian eating breakfast together. He really have the audacity to munch a lot of food from his both hands. Well at least he is good with his job in guarding me. Unfortunately, doomsday is at its best for later will be the sparring session. "Oh! there you guys!" a familiar voice from behind. It is Luther.

"Bring him in." The gates open, and Lord Harris strolls into the training grounds. He carries himself with a lazy, confident grace, dressed in fine fighting leathers that look more decorative than functional. He looks younger his face handsome. Harris grins as he approaches, clapping his hands together. "Damien! Still playing in the dirt, I see." Damien snorts, tossing the soiled towel back to Aiden, who catches it clumsily. "It keeps the pack sharp. Something you’d know nothing about, spending all your time in the city."

For the first time in his ripe old age, Harris suddenly wanted to slap himself twice… Why was he still trying to outtalk Dimas when he clearly couldn’t? Forget it. He’d better turn in early and find his imaginary lover in his dreams instead! Harris scoffed before turning away and walking toward his room. This was Harris’ training base at the foot of the snow mountain, where Dimas’ helicopter had landed today. Instead of heading back to his room to rest, Dimas walked to the windows and observed the intermittent signal his phone was receiving before making a call.

Larisa walked into the training grounds, her hair packed into a tight bun. She was wearing a black on black attire and she looked beautiful and smart to say the least. Her blue eyes looked around the training grounds and wavered as soon as it landed on one of the trainers, Kimberly. "Kimberly is now a trainer?" She mumbled and bit down on her lips. It was a new session for the trainees. The previous set trainees had left and although she had been among the previous set of trainees, she could not leave.

Others were ejected from the company after causing a disturbance on their way out, while others managed to maintain their dignity in the process. Due to the fact that Esme, Liam, and Emma were among the finest trainees, they had no trouble obtaining their supervisors and resources and did not waste any time doing so. After that, they started another training session that lasted for a half a month before they started taking employment offers from smaller organizations so that they could begin creating a fan following at the same time. After all of this, we can now say that the story has officially begun!

Harris gave Noah a soft smile and pulled him into a hug when his lip began to tremble. "I don't want to kill him. But I won't let him take this pack. If it comes down to it, I promise, I will kill him." .... Noah watches Harris on the training field and smiles proudly. 'He is a good fighter!' Noah thought and tilted his head when Harris ads in a new move. Noah's smile widens, impressed. He didn't know Harris knew that move. 'He pays attention more than I thought,' Noah thought. Zane grunts when his back hits the ground. The 3rd in command wipes the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand and glares at the shit-eating grin on Harris's face.

But he wasn’t alone. Beside him stood another trainer, Liam – tall, dark-skinned, with honey-gold eyes and dreadlocks tied back. Sasha’s throat went dry. She’d fantasised about both of them separately during her lonely nights, but seeing them together, their attention solely on her, made her knees wobble. “Close the door,” Jay instructed. She shut it, her hands trembling. Liam’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. “You ready for us, pretty girl?” His voice was a deep rumble that resonated in her belly.

I forgot one of the reasons why I mindlinked Justin to begin with. “Justin! What is this new female trainer’s name?!” I shouted through the link. Annoyed that I forgot to ask him the first time and that it’s not included on this fund request to begin with. “Oh shit! It’s ummm... Diamond. Diamond Tannerman. She is coming from the Eclipse Pack out of Washington, Alpha.” He responded quickly. Good. At least he remembered her name.

Then he turned to leave. I reached for his hand, pulling him back and a few people stopped fighting to stare at us. I quickly let go of his hand realizing that I had done something wrong again. "You’re leaving. Where are you going?" "I’ll be back. I need to change my clothes." I didn’t understand why. He was already wearing what looked like workout attire. His shorts now were completely dry from swimming in the lake. I watched him run towards the house before I heard Chris yell. "Team!" He shouted. "This is Zaya. She will be joining us in training from now on. She is new and has not trained in a while. Make her feel welcome." After his announcement, he turned his attention to me and began gi