Ryker’s POV
“Do not overpower your body, it will drain you,” I advised for the umpteenth time as I watched Ophelia practice the second level of her shadow power.
“I'm tired,” She sighed and walked back to me. “ I need water.” I passed her a bottle of water and she slumped beside me on the floor, panting heavily.
“You still have a lot to practice,” I told her and she pouted her lips like a little child. The urge to grab her rosy cheeks and then plant wet kisses on her lips enveloped me. I exhaled and shook my head slightly, trying to push the thoughts out of my mind.
Focus Ryker! Focus!
“When will I be done?” She muttered to herself and I chuckled before patting her head gently.
“In due time, be patient,” I replied.
“That reminds me,” she scooted closer to me and locked gaze with me
