DAY ONE OF TRAINING
MIRABEL POV
Damian, Owen, and Noah had decided that each of them would take turns training me, and since Damian was the eldest, he was up first. He had informed me earlier that I needed to wear something suitable for combat—so here I was, dressed in knee-high boots, leather pants, and a matching jacket.
“You look sexy, Mirabel,” Damian said, his lips curling into a smirk. “Did you come dressed to train or to seduce me? Because if it’s the latter, I’m completely at your mercy, ma’am.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks. “Don’t be ridiculous,” I muttered.
Damian strolled over, took my hand in his, and softly kissed my knuckles. His eyes flickered with amusement.
“With you, I don’t mind being ridiculous,” he murmured.
Damian smirked as he let go of my hand, but not before le
