Avery’s P.O.V.
I slowly finished my exercises and glanced at Marcus who was now sparring with Xavier. “Eyes on me, Emma.” Vincent asked me annoyingly but I couldn’t blame him for this. I was distracted today. I lowered my head, breathed out and looked up again.
“Let’s do one more time.” I replied to him calmly while taking an attacking stance in front of him. I was so distracted during my exercise that I was about to fall down from treadmill a few times. Vincent huffed and took an attacking stance in front of me too.
We both started attacking each other and I concentrated on his attacks. I didn’t know why Marcus’s scent was now so stronger around me. But the problem was that he would soon interrogate me why I called myself Avery Hudson and why I was his mate before and how I was his se
