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At around three am I woke up to start training since today was one of the days that I had to clean everyone's rooms after school.

All one hundred and fifty rooms luckily the other three fifth of the pack was not there.

I jogged down to the training center, and decided to start at the punching bags.

But I stopped when I saw a familiar figure. Luca was there at three am in the morning, I'd always thought that he was too much of a snotty brat to wake up this early.

But I guess that is how he got his gorgeous nicely toned abs, to tell the truth he looks hot when he is sweaty. I wondered if he will look like that after our nights together.

Espera un minuto! I thought.

Had just really compliment the Luca Canalla?

Maybe I am sick. I thought once more.

I was starting to think that waking up at three kn the morning was not a good idea, my mind must have been glitching.

I quickly turned on my heels and headed towards the weights, to pass some time while Mr Hot Stuff finished his rounds.

I wondered how many rounds we will have once a day.

I mentally face palmed myself and made a reminder to never wake up at three am ever again.

After thirty minutes of lifting weights, Luca headed out to the court for a run, he usually went there for about an hour or two. Meaning I had the center all to myself.

As soon as he was out of sight I headed to the bags. Punching bags were always my favorite. I always pictured Alpha Cole or Luca's face, then just start punching. Believe me it was very enjoyable.

After ten minutes of punching I heard Luca's deep and husky voice "Aren't you supposed to be making breakfast?" He asked.

The question was normal the only weird thing about was the way he asked it.

It wasn't out of anger like usual but it was in a teasing yet actually normal voice, like he was having a conversation a person that he was used to.

"Only in an hour twenty minutes, burro" I added the last part under my breath then continued punching the bag.

"Well why don't we make that hour and twenty minutes last?" he suggested in a seductive voice.

"Si en esa hora, veinte minutos, podré castrarte y grapar eso a tu cabeza para mostrar cuánto de un dickhead eres. Entonces sí, hagamos esa hora de veinte minutos." I said in a serious but at the same time sarcastic tone, with a grin on my face.

*Yes, if in that hour twenty minutes I'll be able to castrate you and staple that to your head to show how much of a dickhead you are. Then yes lets make that hour twenty minutes last.*

"Tsk Tsk Novia. Don't forget that I can do whatever I want to you" he said with a wink.

Right when I was about to make a sarcastic comeback, my pone went off meaning I had to go for my hour run.

I pushed passed him but didn't get that far before I felt an arm around my waist as I bumped into a hard rock.

I tried breaking free but he wouldn't budge "would you le-" suddenly I was cut off by his lips on mine.

I stared at him in shock and didn't respond to the kiss. He finally loosened his grip on me and I took the chance to push him off.

"..uhm I have to go, and don't you dare do that again" I stuttered grabbing my phone and bag along with my towel

All I heard from him was a laugh. That was a sign that I was not meant to be and early riser, things were starting to get weird.

Since I had learnt how to shift, I kept on running to keep my running record alive. Luckily since I was quite fast at running in my human form, my speed was then double than it used to be as a human.

I hid behind a bush and stripped my clothes off, while placing them in the bag. Usually I would leave them behind, but with Luca here I don't trust him.

Cracks of joints and pain came before I fully I shifted into my wolf, I placed the bag in my mouth.

My usual run will be like ten minutes to the lake/waterfall that Marissa and I used to go to. Then I will swim for like twenty minutes and run back to the pack house.

*Forty minutes later*

I quickly dried myself off and took off again.

During the swim I had felt as though someone was watching me, but when I looked, nobody was there.

I arrived at the the centre at about twenty to five. Meaning I had ten minutes to do whatever.

I went inside hoping that Luca was gone, thankfully he was.

I went to the treadmill and used it at full speed, after ten minutes I went back to the pack house.

Heading upstairs I saw Luca eating a bowl of oatmeal. It made me think that all the effort I had put into that food, and the way he always shouted and complained at me because the food was not 'cooked properly'. But there he was not even eating it.

Come to think of it I had never seen him at breakfast before.

I headed to the bathroom and took a shower, then wore my purple and blue sundress along with some blue flats. I curled my hair, not with a curling iron but with the hair curling thingies.

After making breakfast and washing the dishes, I left to go clean Luca's room.

I was sure he left since his car was not there.

Quickly grabbing the vacuum cleaner and dusting things I headed to his room.

Right after opening the door my eyes met a bare body that belonged to Luca. My body wass frozen on the spot, and I couldn't seem to look away.

He quickly got dressed till he was in nothing but black boxers, his hair was wet, flat on his head and a few strands on his forehead.

His toned chest was left bare with a few drips of water gliding down it, his nicely toned six pack on free display, my gaze went down to his deep V line as his boxers hung low on his wai-

"Like what you see Novia?" his smug voice came, the hint of seduction and teasing in his snapped me out of my far from clean thoughts.

I came back to my senses and quickly shut the door, ran upstairs heading to the bathroom.

I washed my eyes multiple times and I could still see the image. It was going to be a very torturous day.

*~*~*~*

"So you are telling, that you saw the Luca Canalla's junk mail?!" She shrieked.

"shhhhh, I don't want people knowing that okay?!" I whisper yelled.

She covered her mouth and looked around to see if anybody was looking, luckily not.

"So tell me was it big?, You think he is good?" She asked while playing with her hair tips.

"Nicky! There was no time for me to look at his junk! Plus that was the most torturous situation I have ever been in! Try to have some sympathy!" I whisper yelled, throwing my fries at her.

"So you're telling me had the situation been different, you would've stayed longer?" She wiggled her eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes sighing, neither a yes or a no leaving my lips. I left that to her nasty imagination.

Nicky had always had a crush on Luca despite how much of a dickhead he was. She even dreamt of them being mates, it was the weirdest dream I'd ever have.

Cutting the fact that I might have had a dream like that the night before...

I saw Nicky dropping her food on the tray, with her mouth wide open. Nicky never wasted food which lead me to following her gaze.

Luca was behind me holding, a box of chocolates??

He came and sat next to me then slid the box of chocolates to me.

I stared at him with a concerned facial expression, "Uh Luca are you okay?" I asked putting the back of my hand on his forehead to check his temperature.

It seemed fine to me, despite that werewolves' temperatures sky rocketed because of our natural fur warm bodies.

"What? Can't I spoil the girl who cleans my room and makes food for me?" He asked weirdly.

"Not if you treat the girl like a perra, and since when are you Mr Nice Guy? You know I think early mornings are not for you either." I retorted in a sarcastic tone.

"Well if you say so Novia," he said with a wink and headed back to his table.

The whole cafeteria was staring at us, mainly me. Everyone knew our hatred for each other, nothing that could be fixed by a box of chocolates.

"You see what I mean." I secretly point at Luca while cocking an eyebrow towards her.

"You were right that really is some deja vú, but at least you got a hot guy after you." she winked playfully.

I fake a gagged knowing that deep down he might be a little hot in my opinion, again I internally face palmed myself.

The bell rang, and Nicky headed to her last two classes. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I usually had two free hours till the day was over after lunch.

So I took it as a chance to clean from twelve to two pm. So by half past two I could start with lunch and at five I start with dinner and we, they ate at half past six in the evening