(Years later)
Ellie Flora P.O.V
I growled annoyed as Mark smirked at me. He raised his hand and motioned me forward with a aggorgent look.
Sweat poured from both of us my black long hair braided down my back. I wore my regular training clothes which consisted of my lime green sports bra and my black spandex. My toned body was use to this type of exercise but Mark was getting to me more then usual.
I knew I was a good fighter. No i was amazing actually. I'd been trained to be nothing but.
But he took pride in being stronger and faster then me not counting the fact he was a grown man and was my grandfather's beta.
Though I was only nineteen Mark didn't see a problem with harassing me daily with his disgusting comments.
My grandfather would be livid if he ever learned not that he would
