Chapter Hundred&Sixty-One

Alexavia's POV

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4 Weeks Later

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“Come on, Alex. You need to put in more energy. Come on!” Victor said authoritatively as I struggled to lift the dumbbells

I was breathing so heavily, my muscles feeling so weak.

“You’ve been so good at this, Alex – you've made serious improvements. But for the past few days… I don't understand” Victor groused and I sighed and dropped the weight lift, giving up.

“I’m sorry, Victor. I told you; I…I just feel a little sick” I answered dizzily, my palm on my forehead.

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“But the herbs I’d given to you should’ve worked already. What’s wrong?”

“Don’t worry about me, Victor. I’ll be fine”.

There was a brief silence.

“You should work on the punch bag. I’ll be back in a bit” he said and left and I tiredly dragged my legs to the punch bag.

I wrapped my fists with a bandage and set to work immediately, hitting the punch bag effectively.

Well, it’s been four weeks now and a lot has changed. I was now a full-fledged member of the Dark River clan, well also known