Sophie's POV
"Okay," I panted from beneath him. "Point made. I suck at this."
"You have good instincts." He helped me up. "But instincts without training will get you killed."
The blunt honesty should have scared me. Instead, it focused me.
"Then teach me."
His eyes gleamed with approval. "That's my Luna."
The next three hours were brutal.
Christian taught me defensive stances. Blocking techniques. How to use an opponent's momentum against them. How to fight someone bigger and stronger.
I took hits. Multiple hits. My ribs will be bruised tomorrow.
But I also landed hits. And every time I did, Christian's proud smile made the pain worth it.
"You're faster than you should be," he observed after I managed to sweep his legs. "Luna abilities, maybe."
"Luna abi
