Marked As Theirs
Chapter 10
Veronica's POV
I grunted as I carried the weight, sweat pooling all over my body.
The gym still smelt like old dust, despite how long I’ve been using it. That was the thing about non-living things. Abandon it once, and it goes rogue. Wasn’t that the same thing that happened to us?
It wasn’t the main gym, which was always filled with warriors, both young and old, with their egos. This was smaller and mine.
It was one of the things that made me feel sane here. And thankfully, my Aunt and Uncle were not against it. Unlike my parents.
‘Veronica, shouldn’t you be more concerned about finding your mate before doing all these?’
That old line. If the number of times I had heard that could buy something, it would have given me half an acre in Georgia (even wit
