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~Cana's POV:

I targeted the moment I heard Zane's footsteps, light and untroubled, walking out of his room and towards the training ground.

Without delay, I jumped off my bed, scrambled through my wardrobe, and found an attire that could be considered training material worthy.

Quickly dressing myself up, I grabbed my phone, shoved it in my pocket, and rushed out of my room towards the training ground.

I met Zane throwing on some punching gloves and for the first time, actually took my time to examine his build. The dress he wore, a black pair of joggers and a plain black t-shirt, hung on his body, accentuating his lean, muscular figure and toned legs.

Damn, once again, I was sure I'd be drooling if I had stared longer.

"Cana," He called, catching my attention.

My eyes traveled from his body to his face, finding a frown etched on the features of his face.

"What are you doing here? Talia isn't here today, your training is posted for"

"I know Talia isn't here," I interrupted him, tak