Reign’s POV I knew she was here before I saw her. Her scent, faint but mixed with distress, drifted into my nose. She paused outside, unsure if she should come in or not. Last night, her wolf had been restless and eager to come out. I had not told her to shift. I simply let the little wolf be, watching her cool off the ecstasy I had given her. Now, here she was again, hovering on the door on her own freewill. “Come in, Katherine,” I called, my voice filling the quiet. I heard her heart skip a beat, before the door pushed open her head peaked out from the door. Then the rest of her followed, her steps measured, as if she were crossing some invisible line. I studied her for a moment. Her mood seemed dull, weighed down by something she wasn’t saying. “Zeke said you’re a good fighter,” I remarked. A faint blush crept onto her cheeks. “Yeah… I could still use some training.” I hummed, low in my throat. “Hmm.” “I could ask Zeke or the boys to train you… if you want,” I said, lea
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