Sera's POV
Ren pulls out of my morning sessions three days after the mark first showed itself, and he doesn't pretend there's a complicated reason for it.
"You're stronger than before , you and Cas can safely match now," he says, watching me roll my shoulder where Pria caught me wrong the day before. "Stronger than most of us, honestly, and getting stronger fast. Dax is taking over."
"Dax has a pack to run."
"Dax," Ren says, with the particular flatness of a man choosing not to comment further, "has decided this is part of running it."
I don't argue, because arguing would mean admitting how much that answer unsettles me, and not for the reasons it probably should.
He's waiting in the yard the next morning before I get there, already stripped down to a plain shirt, sleeves pushed to
