Erika’s POV
“You are still a patient. You need rest, not fighting,” Derek refused this idea flatly.
But that’s the best option. We can just kill Emma without betraying the fact that I escaped. It was not that I wanted to conceal it. I would accept any punishment. But if you want to keep it a secret… I mind-linked him, trying to persuade him.
“Do you even know how many injuries you have over your body?” he asked as he pressed his hand on the bandage.
I grimaced again.
I’ll recover in days. The injuries won’t make a difference. And Emma is weak. I can defeat her with one hand.
“No. Leave it to me. You are in no position to get in the middle,” he said coldly as he pushed me away.
Yes, I’ll get in the middle. I’m Luna. I thought to myself.
The next morning, I woke up at five o’clock. It was still dark outside and Alpha was sound asleep. Nothing could be heard unless his regular breath. I didn’t dare to turn on the light. So I got out the bed, walked around it, and groped for his phone in the darkness.
I got his phone and I put his finger on the phone.
At this moment, he grumbled something and turned over, which startled me and I almost dropped the phone. I held my breath and didn’t dare to make a sound. My heart was pounding quickly. If he woke up now and found me so sneaky, he must think that I was going to escape.
Luckily, he didn’t wake up. He just turned over and fell asleep again.
I took a sigh of relief and leaned over. I lifted his index finger gently and put it on the screen. I pressed the phone against his finger and the screen lighted. I unlocked his phone! I got out of bed with his phone, sneaked into the bathroom, and locked the door.
I had seen him sending announcements to his pack leaders once. So I knew how to do it. I found their chat group and began to edit a message.
“There have been rumors about Luna. To reassure all the pack members, I decided that the challenge for the Luna position is going to be held this weekend.”
This weekend was two days later. By that time my leg would feel better. My injuries might not be cured, but defeating Emma would be very easy. Richard wouldn’t set up that trap for me without Emma.
I hated her guts and I would kill her and Richard one by one.
Message sent. Done.
However, the instant I opened the door, Derek was in front of me.
I was given a start and then put his phone behind my back.
“What did you do? Contacting someone to escape again?” He asked fiercely as he grasped the phone.
I shook my head.
He saw the message, shot me a glance, and then walked away. He got dressed and then went out to work.
I was not sure what he thought about it.
But after thirty minutes, a guard came in with things used for training.
So it meant that Derek had agreed!
Good. I hadn’t shown up in front of the public for a long time and there must be a lot of speculation about what happened to Luna, so this was a great chance to reassure the pack members that their Luna was perfectly good and could easily defeat anyone who dared to challenge her position.
But it was not the case. With every step I took, the pain in my leg grew stronger. And I felt so weak. There was much to be done to regain my strength.
I ate a lot over breakfast. I needed to gain muscle as quickly as possible.
After breakfast, the training began.
I planned to do one hundred pushes-up first. But my injured leg hurt so much every time I tried to use it. So the training for the lower part couldn’t be done. I guessed I couldn’t run, crouch, or jump during the fighting.
OK. I needed to focus on the training of the upper body. I could only use my upper parts to defeat Emma. However, it dismayed me that my upper body strength was weakened greatly without my six packs. Now I felt that my waist felt so weak that anyone could knock me down.
I took off my gloves, clenched my fist, and then summoned daggers. Good, at least I could still summon daggers. I took out a target that the guard brought to me and hung it on the wall. Then I began to throw daggers at it. It was not as sharp as arrows, so actually, I needed to use a lot of force and it was not an easy job. I threw ten daggers consecutively and I didn’t miss the target once, but my arm soon felt weak.
I had been fatigued after a day of training. At the same time, I was disappointed in myself. I was much weaker than I thought.
I was checking the injury on my leg when Derek came back at night.
“You have been training all day?” he asked as he went out of the bathroom. I shot him a glance and then removed my eyes from him.
Yes. I answered as I took off the bandage. I just moved my leg by accident, so I needed to check if the suture ruptured. Thank goddess, it didn’t rupture.
Derek helped me bandage the injury and said, “You know what, you don’t have to be so hard. I can make you recover overnight.”
You must be kidding. I mind-linked him. The ointment I was using helped me heal as fast as possible. But recovering overnight was simply impossible.
“I’m not kidding. For your information, there is a shortcut,” he said with a sly smile on his face.
What? I asked in curiosity and stood up to flex my leg.
He pointed at himself.
I looked at him in confusion. What did he mean?
“Having sex with me.”
I rolled my eyes and didn’t take it seriously. I was going to fight two days later with injuries all over my body. Now he was talking about having sex. I didn’t reply to him, turned around, and was about to stretch my body.
“Are you ignoring me? I’m the Alpha and I’m very serious,” he said as he held me from behind and carried me on his shoulder.