I awaken into the morning with an aching body. All the joints where my limbs meet my torso are sore from Teivel’s torturing. No matter how well Eros managed to heal them. I unintentionally flinch as I think of his name.
I still can’t believe he just stood by and let Teivel toy with me. This isn’t the boy I know … He would fight anyone for my safety, no matter the consequences. Because he is a Callisto. A Nemean lion. But right now, he only seems like a shadow of his former self.
I shake my head, trying to chase him out of my head. I am not going to think about him right now. I must reach out to Silver after the tray from my breakfast is taken away, so we can continue our training.
He’s been projecting the dream for the whole night, and towards the morning I could already sense,
