My Cursed Alphas

Chapter 9

I woke up to someone banging on my door. I groaned and rolled over putting a pillow over my head. 

Who the hell is at the door! I thought to myself, but as always, my wolf had to answer with a smart a*s remark,

Well, if you'd get your lazy a*s up and answer the door you would know, wouldn't you! I could practically feel her roll her eyes in my head.

I growled at her and rolled over to get out of the bed, and did just that. By falling off the bed and onto the icy floor.

"Ouch. That is defiantly going to leave a mark." I groaned. 

"Well, maybe you should pay more attention and not roll off your bed." 

Startled I jumped up and into a fighting stance. But, my efforts were wasted because the "intruder" was just Ethan.

"What the hell are you doing in here? Get out!" I said, I honestly wasn't in the mood for his stupid games and it was too early. 

"Well, sunshine, if you had just opened your door when the lovely Miss. Bree knocked, I wouldn't be here. She is going to be your personal assistant, and that man over there is Blake. He is going to follow you wherever you go. Like a bodyguard of sorts." he explained. 

I just yawned and said, "Yeah, whatever, can you leave now?" I really wanted to take a shower and start my training without him standing here like some stalker.

"But why would I leave, when I have such an amazing view?" he said, grinning like a child in a candy store. A really evil child. He was looking at my body, up and down, like he was trying to memorize every inch.

"Get out, Ethan, I really want to shower and I don't really think that you need to be here to witness it."

He shrugged and smirked.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't, what does it matter?"

"It's my body, my room, and my life. Now. Get. Out." I said sweetly, bearing my canines.

He laughed and I growled. He shook his head, still laughing, and left the room, but not without saying,

"You look sexy with your hair like that!" 

I ran to the bathroom to look at my hair. It was sticking out all over the place and it was knotted. Bad. I looked like I was playing the part of the tumbleweed in the 'Wizard of Oz' play.

I groaned and turned on the shower.

I went back into my room, wrapped in a towel, intending to get dressed but Adrian was sitting on my bed.

"Can I help you? Is there a reason that you're in here?" I really did not want to talk to him right now, much less see his worthless face.

"I wanted-no, I needed to apologize to you. For what I have done. For lying to you. I am truly sorry. I know I am a completely worthless person and I don't deserve you. Not one bit, but-" I stopped him by raising my hand.

"I don't want to hear an apology right now. It will just be wasted because as of now, I am no longer listening." I walked into my closet, locking the door behind me. 

I dressed in black Nike leggings, a black Nike sports bra, and a white Nike tank top. I had just finished tying the laces of my rose-colored Nike TR 10"s when a feminine voice called out, 

"Alpha Kyra, where are you? I have your breakfast, ma'am."

"Who is it?" I asked without opening the closet door.

"Miss. Bree, Alpha," she answered right away.

I opened the door and walked into my bedroom while putting my hair into a messy bun.

"Thank you, Bree, you can leave the tray on my table. Before you go," I said, stopping her before she left, 

"Where are the training rooms?"

I ate my breakfast and followed the directions given to me by Bree. 

I walked into the training room with my AirPods in my ears, music blasting, and was completely shocked by what I saw.

Ethan was with a half-naked blonde woman, 

What the f*ck?