The morning air was cool as I stepped onto the training grounds. The sun had barely risen, and the dew still clung to the grass. The training grounds was quiet and I could feel the familiar tug of anticipation in my chest. I was here early, as usual, hoping to get a few minutes of practice before anyone else arrived.I heard footsteps approaching and knew without looking who it was. He moved silently, the way only an Alpha could, each step measured, controlled. I kept my focus on my sword, pretending not to notice him, but my heart refused to settle.“You’re early,” he said quietly.“I like the quiet,” I replied, trying to sound casual. My hands tightened slightly on the hilt of my sword, betraying me.He stopped a few feet away, eyes scanning the blade in my hands. “You are practicing.”“Yes,” I said shortly. “I am trying to keep up with you.”He let out a low chuckle. “Keep up? You’ve been keeping me on my toes since you got here.”I looked up at him and caught his gaze. There was s
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