Fated to my Alpha Professor
It was on, and on it was a paused video of a warrior in a training ground.
When she tapped play, the scene came to life and made more sense. The beta was practically blitzing through obstacles and hitting with such accuracy, each bamboo figure was broken, or at least, deformed badly in places.
“Any idea who that is?”
I did, and I gasped.
“Valory. But how?”
She would have easily put Soraya down if these skills I’m seeing here were put to use on the arena.
Kira opens my palm and puts something in it. When I bring it to my face, I flinch back reflexively. It’s an almost empty bottle of wolfsbane.
Bab Populer