Chapter 59: Guests
Kaya
It’s already been several weeks since I joined Blood Moon and began my training.Everything is going according to Magnus’s carefully crafted schedule: Sam and Oliver take turns overseeing my strength and endurance training during the day, while the Alpha himself handles our evening "fighting" sessions.
And I’m making good progress—at least, that’s what Oliver says.But honestly? I think so too.
I can feel the difference. My endurance has grown; I can run longer, lift heavier, and I no longer wake up the next morning feeling like my body’s been trampled by a herd of buffalo. My muscles ache, sure—but it’s the satisfying kind of pain, the one that tells me I’m getting stronger.
My sessions with Magnus, though...Well, they’re not as regular. He’s a busy man, after all.But truthfully? It’s not the inconsistency that bothers me.
It’s him.
He bothers me. Far more than I’d like to admit.
Ever since that night—when he pinned me, when he whispered things about my scent while I lay breathless and dazed on top of him—I haven’t been able to shake the image from my mind.I’ve never heard anyone describe me like that before.And I won’t lie—hearing it made me feel absolutely fucking glorious.
But that’s not the worst part.
The worst part is how I’ve become so acutely, frustratingly aware of his scent.