Mia's POV:
“Oh,” I said, trying to act like what he said hadn't thrown me off. “After he apologized about the way he spoke to me, he gave me a hug.”
I stirred a bit of sugar into my coffee before bringing it to my lips. I took a drink not looking at him. “You were talking about the training?” I asked, bringing him back on track.
He reached for a cup and filled it with coffee. “Yup. I was thinking we would split it amongst ourselves. Jackson helps you channel his anger ruthlessly. I'll show you how to be nimble and light on your feet. And Jaxon? He'll show you how to be a leader.”
I nodded. “I'll do my best,” I said.
“No doubt you will,” he said, raising his cup to me in cheers. He walked out of the room.
I exhaled and sniffed myself, I couldn't smell it. But, as expected, you can't s
