"What do you think Lord Lyros really needs me for?"I help Leah carry the watering can and this time she doesn't stop me when I randomly water a batch of her roses. She always makes a point of telling me they're hers, and she treats them so tenderly like they're her children. I don't know if any of the warrior-class Lycans have children, and I'm not eager to ask.Maybe I'll ask Rhys. The thought of him brings a slight fluttering to my belly so I focus on the next batch of roses I have chosen to water.Leah stands up from the floor, satisfied with the roses she's inspected and she turns to face me instead. When she speaks she sounds slightly amused."Why would you assume I know anything about what the Lycan king is thinking?"The conspiratorial look she's giving me makes me catch on to what she's implying quickly and I flush a shade of embarrassed red."I didn't mean any of it that way.""What way Adelaide?" Okay, she's definitely amused "You think I moan the Lycan king's name at night
"Is training usually done shirtless?"There's a clack! clack! before Rhys responds to me."Lord Lyros is usually not present during training sessions. I did hear there were sightings of some rogues at the north border so maybe that's why he's here."I don't take my eyes off the two battling forms in the middle of the large room, but I don't have to before I detect the displeased notes in Rhys's voice.He's displeased at this?'My mind straight up blanks out when I see Cain avoid a hit so powerful that I'm sure it would have left an angry red bruise on his skin. My eyes are drawn to the lean and rippling muscles that make up his upper body, and damn!He looks like a perfectly sculpted piece of art. And never has a sculpture looked so good in leather pants. I would drool if I didn't value my life so much.Lyros advances on Cain again and this is the moment my heart stops. If I would drool for Cain, I would faint because of Lyros.His chest is riddled with scars. His skin isn't as pale
"Do you think Cain is okay?"The wooden pole comes crashing down against mine and I feel the force of it reverberate through my arms. My fingers are numb and my body is sore but I keep on blocking.Rhys sends another strike my way and I block. Another and I block.Another and I feel like my fingers are going to break and fall off. The wood makes a sharp clack as it comes into contact with mine and the thought crosses my mind to ask how he can keep on swinging that.I doubt he'll answer me and I block again. Rhy's eyes are dull. The bright green has dimmed to something darker, more brooding. I'm guessing he doesn't like something that happened today, but he won't say what.I feel something hit my shoulder and I scream.My pole goes clattering to the floor and I am blind for a moment. The pain is jarring. I look at Rhys and he's staring at me with a hooded expression. He looks away for a moment and drops his pole. "I think that's enough training for today. Don't go back to your room,
"Wakey wakey."Leah's voice is what pulls me out of my half-conscious state. I'm blinded by lights the minute I wake up. I cover my eyes immediately."Do the lights always have to be this intense? shit, It's not like you're performing surgery in here are you?"Leah's chuckle almost makes me forget the pain in my back.And my calves.And the lower part of my waist. Fuck, everywhere hurts!"Hey don't move!"I halt like someone pressed a pause button on me and Leah's hands as she rearranges my limbs are the only thing I can feel for a while. She must have used her gift to make my body numb, or I'm just obedient enough that I can be numb on command.I can tell the minute she's done because my body aches again and I groan. Leah chuckles and shakes her head."What were you thinking engaging in a battle with Lyros? He could have killed you."I grimace and try to move my shoulder. Fuck it hurts."I said he could have killed you, Cain.""We both know he wouldn't have."My answer comes out snap
"Can you try moving your hand a bit?" I nod and move my right hand. Leah is standing at the side of the bed, a palm on the skin of my right arm and her eyes staring at something I can't see. She looks unfocused and focused at the same time, whenever she speaks I feel tingles run down my arm. I take a deep breath and try to raise my right hand even more. It hurts like hell. Again there is the urge for me to break out in sobs but I won't do that. It'll just make me look silly. Coming in here crying and then going through a checkup sobbing. I'll definitely look silly. Another wave of tingles runs down the length of my right arm and when I focus on Leah again, I see her frowning. That can't be good. "Your arm's not totally damaged if that's what's making you turn pale so fast." I gulp and Leah takes her palm off my hand with a sigh. She sits at the edge of the bed I'm laying on and she directs a pitiful look at me. I don't know what to feel at this moment. I want to feel fear or
"Your stance is weak." Cain is still shirtless. His eyes are burning a hole into me right now and I grit my teeth in determination. It's just for a few more hours. "What exactly has Rhys been teaching you anyways?" I don't know if the words are meant to hurt me or if they're just passing commentary from him. I take a look at my new instructor and look away just as fast. It's dangerous to look at Cain while he's shirtless. Not good for the heart and equally harmful to blood pressure. If i could blow up I would have. My body still aches but it's a dull ache now. Leah gave me some pills before I left her wing and ever since then, I've been walking in a slightly buttery haze. My limbs feel strong now, but sometimes they just turn into jelly and I can barely stand. I should have gone back to my room but I came here instead. Another foolish decision, but I know there's something I'm not seeing here. Today is a Friday. In three more days I'll have to accompany the Lycan king to an
The buckets are filled to the brim with sand and not water when they are set in front of me. I knew it was foolish of me to think it would be water. I raise my eyes to meet Cain's and the message in his is clear. "You can always choose to give up." I won't. I grab the stick that has been attached to the handles of both buckets. They act like dumbbells now and I guess that is what they are after all. Weights to help me strengthen my body. Lifting it and placing the stick across my shoulders proves difficult but I still do it. By the time it's settled firmly, my legs are shaking. Cain gestures with a jut of his chin. "To the gardens and back. If you don't collapse then we can go further." I'm shaking like a wet chicken with each step I take and soon I feel like dropping. There's a mind-bending ache lashing down the path of my spine and by the time I get to the garden, it's doubled. I do not drop the huge buckets. I turn around and make my way back to the gates. Cain is still s
I watch as she walks behind Cain and avoids the gaze of everyone around her. My mansion is bustling with warriors and they all stare at my two hand-picked weapons. The wolf girl is far from being anything close to a weapon. She might prove useful in the future, and I believe I'll get to judge that in the next few days. My other weapon though, the gloomy silver-haired male who others have come to see as my second in command, is already known so it's normal for those around to stare at him. He hates it but he has to endure it, almost the same way he hates me but he has to endure me.The maid by my side has her eyes fixated on the floor. She's standing a few feet away and her heart is thumping in a similar manner that a rabbit's would once being chased by wolves, or rather how a werewolf's would when at the mercy of a Lycan.It brings back memories and that may be the only reason I keep her here. They all know I don't roll in the sheets with those who aren't worthy and the thought of d