Willow.
It was too damn early for this. I was still stretching the stiffness out of my limbs when Damon called me forward his voice carrying across the training ground like it had been waiting for the moment to humiliate me in public.
The sun hadn't even climbed halfway up the sky yet and already sweat glistened on the recruits' backs as they formed a loose circle around the sparring mat. I squinted against the light dragging my boots across the sand toward him. I feel most of everyone’s eyes on me but at this point I’m done caring.
“Let’s give them a reason to understand why you’re my second.” He said loud enough for the others to hear and my jaw clenched. Was that necessary????? No one would question why he chose me as second so why?
He didn’t wait for a response and just turned h
