05 A New Threat
The metallic scent of blood lingered in the air, thick and cloying. The body on the ground had already begun to cool, yet the weight of the moment hung heavy between them.
Lana forced herself to breathe evenly, to maintain the carefully composed expression she had worn since stepping onto the training grounds. But beneath the surface, her mind was racing.
Dean watched her, his smirk still in place, but there was something sharper in his gaze now.
“You handled that well, princesa,” he said. “I was almost hoping you’d flinch.”
Lana turned to him, tilting her head slightly. “And disappoint you? That would be foolish.”
Dean chuckled, clearly pleased. “You’re learning.”
Sebastian was still standing nearby, his g*n holstered, his expression unreadable. He had ended Tomas’s
