Ares POV
Blaire arched an eyebrow, her gaze piercing. "Are you more concerned about her well-being than the fact that I was harassed in this very place, and you did nothing to intervene?" Her tone shifted, growing cold and distant- a sharp contrast to the warmth of her touch moments ago. I braced myself for her reproach; I knew it was coming.
"No, that's not it," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "What I meant to say is that the girl you're supposed to train seems fragile. Is she even capable of handling this? She's nothing like you. You're powerful- "
"Correction," she interjected, her smile unwavering. "I am the most powerful woman. I'm more unforgettable than any other woman you've encountered." Her words hung in the air, a stark reminder of her unwavering confidence and
