IXORA POVI could feel the tension returning to the air like a storm looming beyond the clouds.The rogue attack may have subsided, but its aftertaste lingered in every corridor of the packhouse. Two days ago, I had only just begun to find my footing again—emotionally and physically. Now, I was back where I started, only with more scars and heavier eyes.Today marked the beginning of my training again. Not under Celeste’s wing this time—she was off managing a new group of recruits. Instead, I was being observed by one of the Luna Council instructors, an older woman named Mavia, who watched me like a hawk."Keep your stance grounded, Luna," Mavia corrected. Her voice was rough like gravel, yet not unkind.Luna. It still felt foreign on my ears.I adjusted my footing, blocking another blow from my sparring partner. My muscles screamed with each movement, still healing beneath the skin, but I refused to show pain.Ronan wasn’t here. He hadn’t been since the Council summoned him earlier t
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