Chapter 5:
Torn Between Two Worlds
Alpha Kieran's POV
The training sword felt heavy in my hands. Three days since the poisoning, and my body still felt weak. But I couldn't stay confined any longer. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face.
Not Celeste's face. The rogue's. Raven's.
"Again!"
Owen came at me carefully, I could sense he was holding back. My lips pulled back in a snarl, but when we clashed, my hands trembled. Even with him restraining himself, I could feel how weak I'd become. His strikes came faster than my blocks. Twice he'd caught me across the ribs. He suddenly stopped.
"Again," I growled.
"Alpha..."
"Again!"
We went three more rounds. Each time the same. Owen was gentle, clearly trying not to injure me. And each time, I lost ground. My reactions were too slow
