Moody is an understatement to attempt to describe me. I brought a large cup of coffee with me to training. To top the morning off, it's raining. My brother, Sam, sees me walking and jogs over to me, but stays a safe distance away from me.

"I can combine our groups today if you want," he says gently. I know he knows that I'm bleeding and will go extra hard on the guys today, but I couldn't care less. I ignore him and continue my way towards my group, each of us slowly getting soaking wet.

When Sam and I are standing in front of my group, the boys give each other worried glances. Sam decides that there's nothing he can do. "Good luck guys," he starts to jog off toward his group. "Y'all are going to need it," he mutters.

I cross my arms and glare at the group. "Our time together will only be half a day outside and half a day in the gym. You will get muddy. In 10 seconds, start running. Run along the whole pack border. You want to be the first or second one back. Go!"

I do some yoga in the rain once I finish my coffee. The boys start to show up shortly after.

Corbin is the first one to come back and he walks up to me. I stand up straight and he pushes the hair out of my face that has fallen down from my casual up-do. "You shouldn't be out in this rain."

I don't know what comes over me, but I just burst into tears. It's not cute either. I start sobbing and Corbin has to wrap his arms around me to keep me from falling to the ground. He picks me up and starts jogging somewhere.

"It's okay. It's okay," he keeps repeating to me.

"What happened?" I hear Sam question Corbin.

"I don't know. She just started crying."

"Take her inside and get her out of this rain. Oakley, I'll take care of your group. Please, rest and get better."

Corbin starts moving again and too soon he tries to set me down, but I cling to him. "Oakley, you need to dry off so you don't get sick," he whispers.

I shake my head and pull myself closer to him.

"Please? It'll just be a minute. I'm not going anywhere."

I whimper and slowly let go of him. I wipe my eyes so I can see to walk. I grab clothes from my closet and go into the bathroom. I mumble that I'm going to take a shower. After the water is the right temperature, I stand under the warm water long enough that my fingers start to get wrinklely. Finally, I actually wash my hair and body. I get out of the shower and dry off. I put on a tank top, sweatpants, and thick socks. I spray some stuff in my hair that makes it smell good and then walk into my room. Corbin is laying on my bed in fresh, dry clothes.

"Does your hair need to be dried?" Corbin questions and sits up.

"Probably. Why?" I mutter.

"Sit down and relax. I'll do it." I frown, but do as he says. He kisses my temple and gets my hairdryer. He dries my hair for half an hour while I watch TV. He finishes and he kneels on the floor in front of me. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I hold my head in my hands. "My period started last night, I didn't sleep well, I had coffee, I'm moody, and I feel weak."

Corbin moves my hands from my face. "Why in the world do you feel weak? You are the strongest person in this pack."

"It's hard being strong all the time." I mumble.

"Oakley, you don't have to be strong all the time. Especially, not with me." He whispers.

"Yes, I do. If anyone finds out that I have any weaknesses, then my enemies will come after me more than they already do."

He growls. "No one will get to you."

I tug at his hand so he will climb on the bed with me. "Calm down, big bad Core. Let's just rest. I'm going full throttle tomorrow."

He growls and wraps his arm around me. "No."

I roll my eyes. "We will see."

Corbin growls again.