56. Seeing my Luna
Dominic POV As I helped Thumper to her feet, Anna straightened, reclaiming her composure with the quiet authority of a seasoned warrior. The earlier clash still lingered between them, but Anna’s voice remained firm, grounded, controlled. It had taken hours — exhausting, brutal hours — yet my mate had finally taken a stand. Finally stopped falling. Finally pushed back. “I think, for now, you’ve done enough,” Anna said, her tone steady but not unkind. “In three days, we’ll try again, okay? Luna Kelly is waiting for us, and I don’t want you to overdo it, Bunny, I have hurt you enough.” Thumper gave a small smile, though her body betrayed the cost of the training. One hand pressed protectively against her chest, the other resting on her hip where Anna’s slam had landed hard. Pain was wri
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