Kat POV
“Amia…” Enzo breathed, his emotions unreadable as if he had slipped a cold mask in place.
Without saying anything further, he strode to the small kitchen and filled a glass with water, grabbing a bottle of pills from the counter as he returned to me. I sat in silence, watching him.
In just three short weeks, he had changed. He had always been muscular, but he seemed to have gained even more muscle now. The scars on his back and face also seemed more prominent, although I can’t really say why - maybe it was just because I was no longer used to seeing them.
“Take these,” he commanded, tipping two round pills into my hand and handing me the water. “You’re an i***t if you thought you could keep up with Jackson’s men on your first day in the field.”
“It’s not as if I had a choic
