Caspian:“What are you doing in my pack?” Elias asked, not even turning around to face me.I found him in the training grounds, his shirt soaked with sweat, muscles taut as he moved through a series of combat drills. The rhythmic thud of his fists against the punching bag filled the air, a steady beat that matched the frustration simmering beneath my skin.I leaned against the wooden railing, watching him for a moment. His movements were sharp, precise, each hit a testament to the storm brewing inside him. It was only when he paused, his chest heaving, that he noticed me.“Is this how you treat your guests or how you greet them?”“When they are unwanted ones, there are different ways for me to be dealing with them. Now, what are you doing here?” He asked, turning to look at me, glaring at me if I was going to be more specific.“Taking out your anger on an inanimate object?” I drawled, pushing off the railing. “It’s not nearly as satisfying as breaking bones, but I suppose it’ll do. Yo
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