Ella’s POV
His words hit harder than any punch.
“Start lifting,” Alex commanded, his voice very cold while turning his back to me as if I didn’t exist.
I stared at the barbell lying before me, its weight sending shivers down my spine. My hands stuck as I reached down to grab it, my palms already tender and bruised without even starting.
The Lycans around started laughing at me, their laughter sounded like cruel music, but I blocked them out.
Breathe, Ella. Just do it. I said internally.
I lifted the barbell for the first time. I heard my arms scream in pain, and my muscles trembled, but I barely held it up. I felt my arms fail me, and then I dropped them with a loud thud.
“One,” I whispered to myself, panting.
How am I going to do this 300 times without my wolf? This was one of
