The Luna Fighter

Chapter 8 what the bloody hell

Brandon’s P.O.V

  I woke up before the alarm went off and got up off the couch, instantly regretting sleeping there. When I have Carla do some online shopping I was also going to order a better couch, I was going to need it if I was going to have to sleep on here again. I went to the bathroom, taking a quick shower and then drying off, before going back into the bedroom and getting dressed. I looked at the clock and saw that there were still thirty minutes before the alarm was due to go off and then I looked at Carla, who was still sleeping peacefully after my night of misery on the couch. She looked so beautiful, her long dark hair had a tint of red in it, making her look fierce and from what I could see she had a figure to die for, but I couldn't see what color her eyes were or how tall she was. I guess I would find out soon enough though.

  “Screw it.” I said, walking over to the bed. I grabbed the edge of the mattress and picked it up, making her slide off and land on the floor with a loud thud.

  “WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!!!” Carla shouted, getting up from the floor, as I placed the mattress back down on the bed and turned on the light. She had beautiful dark brown eyes that seemed to suck you in and from the looks of it she was about 5.8, which was the perfect height for me. I shook my thoughts away, getting my mind back on the task at hand.

  “It's time to get up to start your training and don't try to act like you're a badass to me because I will put you right in your place real fast. You are here to be a fighter and you have two weeks to get ready and one week to get ready for a party I planned for you to meet your first challenger. Now get up, take a shower and then come back in here to me. You are going to do some online shopping for clothes and then we are going to the gym. You are going to show me what you got, since you beat Eppes, I want to see how you did it.” I said, making her stare at me in part shock and part defiance.

  Carla’s P.O.V

  All I know is I was sleeping so hard and peacefully, but then I felt like I was being lifted and suddenly boom I hit the floor really hard. I hurried to get up, shouting what the bloody hell, when suddenly the lights came on, blinding me for a few seconds. When I had adjusted to the light I looked at the one who did that to me only to be met by a tall, tattooed, long dark haired, brown eyed man. Holy s**t, is this him, the man who claims to be my mate? I thought and I couldn't look away from him. Wait, did I hear him correctly? Did he say I was going to be challenged? Challenged to what? I shook my head, making myself look away from him and blinked a few times before finally finding my voice.

  “Hmmm, excuse me, but what the hell are you talking about? Who am I going to meet next week? Who is challenging me? Oh and FYI, my birthday is Monday, three days from now and it will also be my first shift, so I’m not going to be in any mood for a party, nor to meet anyone that is going to challenge me. Who the hell do you think you are, bossing me around like this?” I said and heard him laugh. Suddenly he was standing in front of me, pushing me up against the wall of the bedroom and pressing himself against me. Goddess I wanted more, but I’m not that easy, so I tried to shove him off me, but he was way too strong. I heard him laugh once more and I looked up at him in anger.

  “Don't worry, little pup, I’m not going to take you right now, but I will soon. I am the mafia boss, not the king, but I am one of the bosses. I own this house, this pack and you, so when I tell you to shower, it means get off your ass and go shower, then come back in here and sit down. We are going to do some online shopping for your clothes. Now get your ass in the shower.” He said as he stepped away from me and let me move. He grabbed a clean towel and handed it to me, pushing me towards the bathroom door and I looked back in anger at him. I knew he was an Alpha, I could feel the strong aura coming off him, but I didn't care. I went into the bathroom and turned the water of the shower on, stripped out of his shirt and climbed in when it had reached the right temperature. I angrily washed my hair, feeling myself getting even more pissed off the more I lathered the shampoo into it. Who the f**k does he think he is? Yes, he bought me, but I didn't ask or even want him to. Hell, I didn’t even want to be f*****g given away and sold in the first place. I took my shower and turned the water off after I finished, wrapping the towel around me and stepping out. I saw that some clothes had been placed on the sink and that pissed me off even more. How dare he come in here while I was showering. I dried myself off and put the clothes on, which were nothing fancy, just workout clothes. I brushed my hair and put it in a ponytail, looking in the mirror and sighing.

  “Is this my life now? Is this what I am going to wake up to every morning? f**k it, you can do this, just stay calm and do what he says for now.” I said, giving myself a little pep talk. I walked over to the bathroom door and took a deep breath before grabbing the handle and turning it, opening the door, but he was standing right outside the door. How long had he been standing there? Did he hear what I said?