CHAPTER FORTY NINE - MARICELA

We eat dinner, me, Ryker and Khloe, in the main hall. I can feel all those eyes on me. I can feel my body twitching as if I’m expecting an attack, but nothing happens.

No one does anything.

No one says anything.

“Tomorrow, I want us to start training.” Ryker says.

“What?” I gasp.

“Nothing too ...

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