Alexandra’s POV
Two more excruciating hours of punching his hands and Dale still wasn’t satisfied enough with my form apparently.
Punch, stop, correct. Punch, stop, correct. His teachings had gone in that order and only heaven knew how frustrated I was.
The only reason I was granted reprieve from the boring process was because Tyler had stepped in to call Dale out. Apparently he and his father had some matters to deal with.
Tyler’s hesitation to speak in front of me made me aware that whatever they wanted to discuss was something they didn’t want me overhearing. They were segregating me even though I was supposed to be Luna.
It was annoying as hell. To think not too long ago i’d been aghast to the idea of being Luna. How easily the mind could change.
I had no intentions of letting
