Swimming in the pool feels really good. Clint takes it slow with me, helping me to stretch muscles that haven’t been used in too


    many years. Caraps me over and over. I’m reminded of one of those Avengers movies Dad was able to get for us when we


    were in the cabin, the guy on the track saying “on your left*. | have a whole new appreciation and aggravation for that phrase


    now.


    When we''re done, my muscles are sore but it’s a good sore. ‘Clint was right, | feel stronger.’ Alessia says to me.


    | hop out of the pool, Cara bringing me a towel. I’m d Alessia feels stronger because I’m exhausted. Cara sits down next to


    me as Clint rolls his wheelchair


    over.


    “How are you feeling?” He asks me.


    “Alessia says she’s feeling stronger, but I’m exhausted.” | say honestly. Cara nods her head. “Yep, that sounds familiar. It


    definitely takes a toll on you for her to get stronger, but it’s worth it.”


    Clint is looking at me thoughtfully. “Why don’t we make sandwiches around here. today and you can see the packhouse


    tomorrow. | promised Liam | wouldn’t overdo it with you and | keep my promises.” That sounds wonderful to me.


    Over lunch, Cara tells me about her conversation with Ailduin and that he ising to visit next weekend. He’s excited to see


    me and will be bringing his son, Aolis, with him to begin recording my story for their Guardian Chronicles.


    Clint tells me about the strengths of the Bellona line, including enhanced healing. “It exins how Alessia was able to heal you


    for so long and why your scars aren’t more prevalent.” He says.


    “They seem pretty prevalent to me.” | say, looking down at my arms and all the old wounds that are on them.


    “But imagine what you would look like if you didn’t have Alessia’s healing power.”


    “Dad''s right.” Cara jump’s in. “Your wounds could be much worse, could have gotten infected, and who knows what else, given


    the frequency you were being fed on.”


    | hadn''t given it much consideration. | was so worried about how awful they looked that | didn’t think about how lucky | was to


    have gotten away with only scarring and nothing worse.


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    ‘Im sorry | couldn’t do more.” Alessia says to me.


    “You did so much. I’m thankful for what you did do.”


    ‘| think there is more that | can do once we shift. | don’t think I''ll be able to take them away, but | think | might be able to make


    them less noticeable.’


    ‘Don’t overdo it either. I’m just d we’re both getting stronger and healthier.’


    “So, Angel, when’s thest time you ran?” Clint asks me.


    “Ran, like for fun or exercise, or for fear of being caught?” | ask.


    “Exercise.” Clint rifies.


    “Uh, well, never. That wasn’t something that dad did for training. We mostly just sparred, and he taught me how to fight.”


    He nods. “Fighting is important but so is endurance. | think tomorrow I’ll have you run. Cara can still run for another month or so,


    but she has a higher endurance than you, at least for now. We''ll still take it slow with you.”


    After lunch, | help clean up. I’m tired and ready toy down before going shopping with Liam this afternoon. Cara offers to drive


    me home and we have an easy conversation about being a Luna, her pregnancy, due date and general preparations around the


    baby.


    “Do you want me toe in with you?” She asks when we arrive.


    “No, | know where I’m going. Thanks. I''ll see you tomorrow.”


    “Can''t wait!” She says. | wave as she pulls away.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    As | turn to the packhouse, the overwhelming scent of the forest hits my nose. MATE, MATE, MATE! Alessia says, jumping up


    and down excitedly in my head.


    “Our mate is here?’ | ask her.


    ‘Yes! Hurry, | want to see him.’ She says and | rush inside.


    It''s the scent of blood that has me stopping short. It’s mixed with my mate’s scent. Is my mate injured? | take a hesitant step into


    the kitchen and that’s when | see him. Liam. Liam is my mate, but he’s covered in blood. Blood that isn’t his.


    Every horrific memory of the feeding roomes crashing down on me. Alessia is whining in my head, not understanding why


    our mate would be covered in blood.


    | can’t breathe. I''m trying to take in air, but my lungs won’t work. | duck behind a wall, staying out of sight as | watch Liam head


    upstairs to his room. ‘He’s a


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    monster Alessia. | told you. | told you we shouldn''t trust him.*


    She’s whimpering, wanting her mate, but also afraid of what she saw. ‘We have. to get out of here. | can’t do it again Alessia. |


    can''t live like that again.”


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