The Luna Fighter

Chapter 11 wore out

Carla’s P.O.V

  We walked inside the pack house and up to Brandon's room, where I was completely blown away. My new bed, dresser and vanity were already put together and placed around the room, but when I looked inside I saw that all the clothes I had were also put away. The room looked so beautiful, a far cry from how it looked before and a much better smell to it as well. No matter how much Lysol I sprayed I couldn't seem to get the smell of how the room smelled when I first came here out of my nose. 

  “Go take a shower and get dressed, then meet me in the kitchen.” Brandon said and I turned to look at him, but found that he was still standing in the doorway.

  “Aren't you going to shower?” I asked, confused. There was no way he was going to shower with me, but he still needed a shower because he was all sweaty from our training.

  “Yeah, of course I’m going to shower, but I’ll go to the other room.” Brandon replied and I nodded, but wondered what room he was talking about. There was only one room on this floor, so where was he going to shower? If there was another room up here then why didn't he sleep in that one, instead of the couch? I took a towel and went into the bathroom. I turned the water on and stripped out of my sweaty, dirty workout clothes, throwing them in the hamper before getting in the shower. I scrubbed all the sweat and dirt off me, washed and rinsed my hair, as my sore muscles relaxed under the heat of the water. I wish I could stay in here forever as I knew I was going to be really sore tomorrow, but sadly I couldn’t, so I got out and dried myself off. I brushed my teeth and hair then came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around me and went straight to the dresser, pulling my clothes out and getting dressed. I walked downstairs and as soon as I reached the bottom the smell of food hit me, making my mouth water and my stomach growl. I didn't realise how hungry I was, since I didn't feel hungry in the slightest, but maybe that was because of the workout. I walked to the kitchen, but there was no one there and no signs of food either, so I went into the dining room and saw that there was a plate on the table, filled with delicious looking spaghetti and salad. I wondered if it was for me, but before I could sit down or even ask, Brandon came up behind me, clearing his throat.

  “Eat up, I know you have got to be hungry with that workout we did today. You are going to need to get plenty of rest as well because we are going to be doing it all over again tomorrow, so hurry up and eat, then get to bed.” Brandon said and I looked up at him.

  “Aren’t you eating?” I asked, but he shook his head.

  “I already ate while you were in the shower for what seemed like forever.” Brandon replied and I smiled at him, not realising just how long I had been in there.

  “You're not going to make me fall out of bed again are you?” I asked, but he just softly laughed.

  “No, but I will if you don't get up when the alarm goes off. We start early everyday and even though you might not have had a pack before, this is the way we do things. We get up early and train every morning, after we train you can do whatever you want to do.” Brandon replied and I nodded as I took my seat at the table. Brandon left the dining room and I ate my dinner, enjoying every bite of it and then took my plate to the kitchen, washing and drying it, then putting it away in the cupboard. I walked up to the bedroom, stripped my clothes off and put on my night shorts and vest top, then I collapsed on the bed. The feeling of my aching bones and full tummy, causing me to fall right to sleep.

  Brandon’s P.O.V

  I walked into the bedroom to see her barely lying on the mattress, but she was in such a deep sleep that she didn't even hear me come in. I gently picked her up, placing her further on the bed, so that she wouldn't fall off and pulled the covers over her. I stripped out of my clothes, leaving me only in my boxers and then got in the bed next to her, there was no way I was going to sleep on the couch again in my own room. I pulled the blankets over me, facing away from her, even though all I wanted to do was hold her close and mark her, but I couldn't, not right now. I closed my eyes and then immediately opened them, sitting up in bed to set the alarm. I laid back down and went back to sleep. The next morning the alarm went off and I got out of bed, thinking I would have to wake her up again, but she wasn't there. I looked around the room and then I heard the shower going, so I got dressed and waited. Carla came out of the bathroom dressed in only a towel and looked at the bed, but she didn't even see me sitting at the desk, as she dropped her towel and walked over to the dresser. She pulled out her workout clothes, a sports bra and panties, then put them on, but just as she turned around I was standing right in front of her. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her over to the bed, sitting her on my lap so she was now straddling me.