Tattooed Luna by Mrs Smith

Chapter 0049

“Are you okay?” He asked me.

“Yes.” I muttered as my b*dy gave one last shiver before calming down. My breathing

started to level out

as my eyes closed.

“Sleep.” His hand continued to rub my back as I quickly fell asleep. It was the most

peaceful night I have

ever gotten.

The next morning, I was alone. It was still dark out but I was cold. The clock read 5:14am.

Deciding I

needed a workout, I got up. Not wanting to smell like S**, I took a quick shower to rinse off

before putting my hair in a messy bun. Grabbing a sports bra, tank and shorts, I was just

about ready. My phone didn’t have any messages on it, so I sl*pped that in the phone

holder of my waist band, with headphones and put

my shoes on.

The hallway was dark, everything was quiet as I slowly made my way to the training room.

Thankfully, it was empty. Getting in a treadmill, I was able to sl*p my earphone on and

start my warmup jog. I was half of the way through when there was movement beside me.

Glancing over, a very muscular guy nodded and got on beside me and started running.

Soon, the place was filling up. Getting off the treadmill, I grabbed two 25lbs dumbbells and

started doin,

arms.

“Sure you can handle that?” A coc k y looking guy came up to me. He looked around 18

but the p layboy

type.

“I think I’ll be okay.” I said as I removed one earphone so I could hear

“Need a spotter?”

“For what? Curls? Not sure you would be any help.”

The room stopped what they were doing and watched the exchange between the new girl

and whoever

this was.

“The name is Calvin. What’s your’s beautiful?”

“Kris.” I said as I kept going on my set.

“Maybe you should try something lighter. Like this.” He picked up a ten pound weight and

held it out to

me

“That seems to be more of your side. Though, it looks like you need more legs than arms.”

I smirked at his

obvious embarrassment.

“I don’t take kindly to disrespect.” He told a step back. “Seems like this new girl needs to

learn her place!”

I was in the mood for a fight. “Sure. Lets see if you are man enough to take me on,”

Standing up, I pulled out my headphone, placed my phone down and walked to the mat.

Every one had gathered around to

watch. Calvin was an inexperienced fighter. His stance was wrong, too jittery.

He made the first move as he lunged, I went low and knocked his feet out from under him.

To his credit, he caught himself and stood back up quickly. Then he went low, I allowed him

to get his arms around me so I would elbow him in the kidney. His b*dy had a temporary

lapse that I took advantage of. Wrapping my legs around his neck, I had one of his arms in

a submission hold. There was so much cheering that I

almost missed Alec’s voice.

“The f uck is going on here?” He h

front of him. “Kristen, let him go.”

Everyone instantly backed away as he looked at the scene in

Calvin gasped for air as he struggled to stand.

“Hey!” I said with a smile.

“Who can tell me what happened?” Alec folded his arms.

“Calvin started it. He did his usual flirty advances then disrespected Kris by saying she

needed ten pound weights instead of the 25. So, she poked fun at his chicken legs and

here we are.” A girl stepped forward and gave a basic rundown.

“I see, is this true, Calvin?”

“I was just playing around.”

“Did you not read the memo that was sent out?” Alec sighed

“No.. Alpha.”

“Obviously, or you would have know that this is Kristen Jeffreys. Daughter of Alpha Brian

of the Blue Fang

Pack.”

Calvin’s eyes widened as he looked at me. “Nice to meet you. You need a lot of work on

your form.”

“Calvin, you’re on graveyard shift. Twenty laps, go. The rest of you back to your workout.

Kris, just follow me.” Grabbing my phone, I ran after him.