••• Aleena’s POV •••
“Ouccchhhh!!!” I yelled as Kyson left the room. To pretend that I wasn't in pain was excruciating in itself, but I wanted to show Kyson that even though I was human-like, I could be strong, too.
It seemed ironic how I hated him yet somehow wanted him and Night to be proud of me. I didn't know what was wrong with me to want an enemy to like me. It seemed like there was a pull toward him. And when Kyson told me that I did well, I felt over the moon.
Maybe I was starting to like him, or at least Night, if not Kyson. Could it be because he helped me during my heat and I helped him during his rut that I felt this way?
I heaved out a sigh. There was no point thinking about it; I’d just see how he’d treat me. If he treated me well, I’d treat him well, too.
“Miss Aleena,
