Emma’s POV
Morning training is brutal in the best way.
Richard wakes me while it’s still dark, kisses the mating mark until I’m awake and giggling, then drags me to the yard. Today, he teaches me how to break a wrist hold and flip a larger attacker. I manage it twice, and he rewards me with a kiss so deep the watching enforcers pretend to look anywhere else.
By the time the sun is fully up, I’m starving, aching and happier than I’ve ever been.
He doesn’t let me shower yet.
Instead, he laces his fingers through mine and pulls me toward the stables. “Come on. You earned a different kind of ride today.”
A massive black stallion is already saddled. Richard swings up effortlessly, then reaches down for me. I’m lifted like I weigh nothing and settled in front of him, my back to his ch
