The following morning arrived with a rap on my door. I had hardly slept, my mind knotted up with thoughts I didn’t want to have, my body getting used to the bond that I could no longer ignore. For hours, I had tossed and turned, cursing Lucian, cursing the mate bond, cursing myself for even daring to think what it would mean if I stopped fighting it.
Then came the knock, this time more insistent.
I sucked in my breath and dragged myself out of bed. “What?”
Valeria’s cool voice penetrated the door. “Training in ten minutes. Don’t be late.”
Training. Right.
I rubbed a hand across my face, willing myself to shake off the feeling of tiredness. This was what I’d wanted, right? A chance to prove myself? To prove myself, to demonstrate I wasn’t just some Luna by name only?
I threw on my tra
