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CHAPTER 33

Author: lord james
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-19 20:31:07

Cara’s POV

The training yard was slick with rain from the night before, the mud clinging to my boots as I sparred with two warriors at once. Sweat ran down my spine, my arms burning from blocking and countering blows. My father’s voice echoed in my head, pushing me harder than even the men in front of me.

“Focus. Precision. Control.”

I ducked under a strike, slammed my shoulder into one opponent’s ribs, and used the momentum to sweep his legs out. The second came at me from behind, but I twisted, using his own weight to throw him into the mud. Both men groaned, defeated, and I stood panting, fists clenched, waiting for the next order.

Lucian’s gaze was on me. I felt it like a touch across my skin.

Every time his eyes tracked me, I grew restless. Stronger, faster, sharper. Like I wanted to prove something to him, though I wasn’t sure what. His approval? His attention?

I hated myself for caring.

Liam hadn’t shown up for training that morning, and his absence only made the pull toward Lu
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