Pirate King Trainer Novels & Stories

“I'll be your personal trainer for combat for now anyway" That confused her, “Is there going to any other trainer?" She asked. Dominic hadn't told her. All that was left from what she knew was a healer who would help her train. He nodded, “Yes ma'am, the king is supposed to be your trainer but since he's been occupied, I'm to take over for him until he is free again" he explained. Already, Sage could imagine what it would feel like practicing with Dominic. The body contact needed, the positions to be taken and all of that. There was a little tingle at the thought but dread as well since that meant she would be very close to him.

I whispered, reaching out to touch the stranger's hand. His ice-blue eyes met mine without warmth. Tangled dark hair framed his face, and several days' worth of stubble darkened his jaw. I withdrew my hand. "Why would the king want us?" I asked Pirate, pressing closer to him. The stranger answered instead. "Combat training. Entertainment. Fight his war." "You've been through this before?" I whispered. Escaped once. They found me." His words were clipped, efficient. I looked up at Pirate. "I'm not afraid. Whatever this is, we'll survive it."

"But what if he c-caught us? He is powerful. This isn't eas-----" "Don't think negative without even giving it a try." I quietly listened to him. "Tomorrow is when you are going to escape that hell." My eyes widened. "Tomorrow is the day when he will officially be declared as the next mafia king. It's the mafia ceremony." I stated, utterly in shock. "Right! There was no better opportunity than tomorrow to execute our plan." **** I couldn't help but to think about what Kai told me. I bit my lips continuously as I thought about it. After what I came across with was I still willing to be with a man like him? Who already loves someone else while showing me to the world as his trophy wife.

Gale bit his lower lip and then replied with his head bowed, "Deputy General Mackenzie is your father, Your Highness. I ... wouldn't dare make you uncomfortable with this choice of trainer." Kharel immediately smiled and replied, "Don't worry about that! I'm actually happy that you're being trained by my father." Kharel's words immediately made Gale lift his head and stare at the crown prince with a surprised look, "Your Highness, you ...." "Don't overthink it! My father would also be very happy to train you. You ... are one of the young soldiers with high potential, I am also happy that you can be trained by my father," Kharel explained.

“Well your Royal Highness, we have the field with the obstacle courses and play ground, then the little town with the shops and Luke’s Diner, then finally we’ll arrive at the packhouse for dinner.” “After dinner we have a presentation, set up in the conference room, with coffee, and then a walk to the training grounds, where Matt, my head warrior, who is also Cam’s mate, Crystal, my head trainer and Jackie, my head weapons trainer, have set up a demonstration for you.” I tell the king.

All dark, intimidating and quiet, unshakeable royal arrogance, standing with his hands clasped behind his back, observing the enforcers train like their very existence depends on their form. The moment he spots me, his cold, winter-sky eyes narrow to focused slits. “You’re five minutes late, Princess.” Here we go. He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t have to. His voice cuts through the ambient noise of the field like a honed whip. My very own personal trainer, the King himself. How excited I am. “Punctuality is a fundamental sign of discipline, and discipline is the absolute foundation of survival in this world. You cannot afford to treat your training like a trivial hobby, particularly now that you

I said. “Do I look like I’m joking?” he replied. “You will train with them every day after your session with the pack.” He wanted to humiliate me. “So I’ll train under your admirer?” I asked sharply. He didn’t answer. “You expect me,” I said, raising my voice, “an Alpha, the future queen of this kingdom, to be trained by your lover?” I didn’t care that everyone was watching. “I won’t do it.” “Yes, you will,” he said, gripping my shoulder. “And lower your voice. I don’t appreciate your tone.”

Monroe, a royal financial advisor asked, "I know that, I wanted them to learn other things about their positions. I don't need to train them with regards to loyalty because I already know where their loyalty lies. I have already tested that for years. That's why I made the decision," King Marco answered. Monroe looked at Ronaldo asking for a follow-up. "Don't you want them to become beta and gamma? the king asked, suspiciously. "No, not at all, his highness. I just thought that it was too soon."

One of the trainers, Jacob, stepped forward. “I know it must be hard to understand, but you have to trust us on this matter. This training program was passed down by our ancestors. You won’t find any pack with knowledge of training Silvermares other than Silver Rose. We basically know what we're doing. Your mate bond is very complicated. Certain knowledge is required. If you want this to work, you need to listen and trust us with this.” Tristan finally settled down but remained silent. However, his frustration was still clear.

She chirped and his brows furrowed. "For what?" "To train here of course," She beamed. "Your brothers let you?" "Hunter sent Kevin with me as my bodyguard. He'll train here with me. And Dad permitted me, if it was up to Hunter he would've never let me go," She mused and he glanced at the guy. Hunter had praised this guy for his amazing skills in fighting. He was among the top ten fighters at the moon pack. And he was just a new trainee. "King," Kevin greeted curtly as Lennox tipped his head.