Chapter 279

Chapter 0279 “That’s not for you to be concerned about,” I nearly growled “Just let me work out without you breathing down my neck.”

1 turned away and once again, hobbled. This time though, he let me g I decided to work out with the weights. It would give me a chance to sit down, and I can still get a decent workout 1. in.

1 started with the smaller weights. I sat on the bench and grabbed a 30–pound dumbbell. After a few sets, I grabbed an even bigger size and started another set. Looking around me, I saw a ton of jacked men and a few jacked women working out their arms with giant weights that were bigger than my body.

It was pretty intimidating to watch. I shook my head and continued my own sets, grabbing bigger weights as I progressed. I wasn’t on my leg at all, but as time went on, it was getting difficult to ignore the pain in ankle.

my “You competing?” A voice asked from another bench nearby. It was a woman, and she was adding giant weights, getting ready to do some bench work. She glanced in my direction, waiting for my response.

Realizing she was talking to me, I nodded.

“Uh, yeah,” I told her.

“What pack you from?”

“Redmoon,” I replied.

She nodded, her eyes scanning me like she was sizing me up.

“Come spot for me,” she demanded. I was taken aback by the forcefulness in her tone; she wasn’t giving me a choice, that was a fact. I wanted to tell her that I could barely stand, let alone spot her. But I didn’t want to see weak; I would just have to fight through the pain.

I stood, trying not to look as though I was in a crazy amount of pain, and scurried over ot her. I didn’t want to hobble because then she would know.

I stood behind her, reaching out to grab the weights if necessary.

She laid down on the bench, grabbed each side of the weight, and lifted it up; her muscles protruding as she did so, making me realize she was a lot tougher than she looked initially.

“Are you competing too?” I asked, trying to keep my mind off the pain in my foot “Yup,” she murmured. “I’m Tabitha, but most call me Tabby.” As she said her name, she grunted as the weight came down on her. She pushed it back up with another loud grunt. “I’m from the Lakewood pack.”

I’ve heard of their pack; they were pretty large and tough competitors.

“I’m Judy,” I replied.

She grunted again as she lifted the weight in the air, but this time when it came back down it was a lot faster than she intended and I heard her gasp. I had always been a quick responder when it came to things like this; the second I realized she wasn’t in control and weights were slamming down on her, I grabbed the weights and stopped them from crushing her seconds before they actually did.

By doing so, I heard my ankle snapping and pain shoot up my leg once again, nearly paralyzing me. Tears stung my eyes, and I quickly linked them away as I placed the weight back on the hook.

25 Tabby sat up, her hand on her chest as she panted.

“You’re pretty good,” she said. “Thanks.”

I nodded, biting my lower lip until I tasted blood.

“Yeah, no worries,” I squeaked out. “I need to run. I’ll see you later. It was nice meeting you.”

I started to hobble away; each step was more painful than the last. I couldn’t imagine how much damage I did to my ankle and now I fear I might not be able to complete it because of it.

I started towards the exit, but then I felt a warm coat draping over my shoulders and before I knew what was happening, I was airborne.