ZADE.


    “Survival training.”


    “Survival?” Valerie asks me as she rubs her arms, ncing at the dark looming forest behind


    1. me.


    “Yeah, this willst three or four hours. The first thing I want to work on with stamina, resistance,


    vignce, and observance.”


    you is your


    She nods, although I’m sure this won’t be as easy as she thinks it might be. “You can choose three


    things from this sack to help you. Aside from that, you will have to find things in the forest too. Choose


    wisely.”


    We had woken up early to get started on our training session, and I now watch as she kneels down and


    quickly begins rummaging through the bag, picking out a small thin weapon, smart since it’ll be easier


    to carry whereas the gun could run out of bullets… poison, and antidote.


    She’s smart, but she missed out on one very vital item… scent disguiser…


    She’ll be easier to find without masking her scent…


    “Alright… I’ll start off easy,” I say, looking down at Valerie. She is wearing ck yoga pants with a ck


    zipped–up hoodie. The sun isn’t out, it’s still dark and there’s a very light shower of rain. But I’m not


    going to let the opportunity of using these incredible terrains for training slip by.


    I’ll go easy on her since it’s her first day and if she is pregnant… then I don’t want to end up doing


    anything extreme.


    “Ok, I’m ready.”


    “No, you’re not. You haven’t done your stretches. We’ll start with a simple game of chase. I want you to


    run, as fast as you can as if it’s for your survival: Run until-”


    “Until I can no longer run?” she asks me, cocking a brow.


    I tilt my head, looking at her emotionlessly as I walk up to her. “Then you’re dead. I was going to say


    run until your feet bleed, run and keep running even if it feels like you can’t, keep going.


    If you can’t run, then crawl. If you can crawl, roll. No matter what, you don’t stop until you’re. dead.” I


    circle her slowly, knowing she won’t be able to keep up with this training, but I want to push past her


    barriers.


    “That’s disturbing,” sheughs nervously as she looks me over. I’m wearing ck sweatpants and a


    hoodie and I cock a brow when she gulps.


    “You haven’t seen disturbing. But I assure you, baby girl when I am done with you, you won’t be afraid


    to walk alone. Anywhere.”


    ” CL


    “That sounds promising.” She smiles.


    “From here on out, your aim is to make sure I don’t catch you. I’m not your Zade during


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    training. I’m someone who wants your blood.” My voice bes low, my aura ring, making her eyes


    widen at my words, but I want her to feel fear, want her to use her adrenaline and her instincts to the


    max. “Run.”


    “What?” she asks “I haven’t warmed-‘


    I spin the dagger in my hand, my eye shing, and she gulps, “Shit I lost my chance, ok I’m going!” she


    backs away before she turns and begins running.


    “Ten… nine…” I begin counting down as she disappears into the trees. The moment I say ‘one ‘, I give


    chase, pocketing my knife and taking out my gun instead.


    Following her scent isn’t hard, and she’s done nothing to confuse and hide her tracks. It’s not long


    before I can hear her heart beating loudly once again. She doesn’t even know I’m close.


    “I can smell you, Little Mate…” I whisper into the trees, inhaling deeply, knowing she’s close. Her shaky


    muffled breaths, her little gasps and the sound of her heart are like music as I hunt her.


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    Suddenly, I nce to the right. “Remember, you do not want me to find you… because every time I do,


    it will mean that’s how many times I could have killed you.


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    She’s backing away and I let out a low growl, making her gasp, and I hear her fall. That’s when I decide


    to end it. I’ve given her plenty of time. I follow the sound and see her try to edge away. Silently, I slip


    around the tree, sneaking up behind her and wrap my hand around her neck.


    She screams, trying to push me away, and I press the barrel of my gun against the side of her


    forehead, making her freeze.


    “And this is the part you would drop dead,” I whisper, making her shiver. There’s something about her


    heart pounding with fear that amuses me a little. I kiss her cheek slowly, making her tense. What’s


    wrong? Are you scared?”