Marku stared at me for a long moment, and I thought he would actually agree, but he eventually sighed and shook his head.
"Fighting does not suit omegas," he said, his tone brokered no further arguments.
But my fight and flight instincts had been triggered, and at last, I could see a very solid lifeline that could come in handy in the future.
'I don't care. I want to know how to fight. I need to.' My eyes pleaded with his as I clutched the notepad I was showing to him.
Again, Marku shook his head. "I can not do that, Violet. I understand why you want to learn, but we can protect you just fine. It is better for you to stay away from anything violent."
'It's you who brought me here.'
Markus scowled as he read my response. I could almost find it funny since he was always so nonchalant,
