13.1 Anya’s POV
The sweat dripped from my brow as I sparred with one of the male warriors, Viktor's latest recruit. It had been a while since I had engaged in a proper sparring session with the warriors. Restrictions still weighed heavily on me, reminders of Derek's looming threat that had yet to be vanquished.
My thoughts drifted to Kai. I had missed seeing him yesterday, and his texts had been brief and impersonal. Did he really not miss me as much as I missed him? The disappointment gnawed at me, making me question if he still cared as deeply as he once did.
My sports bra was soaked with sweat, and my shorts were caked with mud, evidence of my rigorous spar with the burly male warrior. Despite his size and the added advantage of his wolf, I refused to back down. I was determined to w
