Carrie POV “You need to be faster, Carrie,” Jackson growls at me as we continue hand to hand fighting. There was more confidence in my ability to fight as Reba, but I needed strength of my own in the event whoever I was fighting tried to poison me again. I prayed to the Moon Goddess it would not happen. I did not know how much more Reba could take. “I will fight to the bitter end,” Reba says in my mind. “I know,” I murmur as I take another hit to the abdomen falling at Jackson’s feet. “Sorry,” I mutter as I move to stand up but feel something might have cracked. “Baby, are you alright?” Jackson asks down on the ground beside me. “I might have cracked something. Give me a minute, Reba is quick to heal me,” I reply as Jackson groans. “I am going to have you train with Jessica from now on. I have been holding my punches, but I sensed you were distracted, and I wanted to show you how quickly things go wrong,” he says apologetically,
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