At 5:30 there’s a loud knock on my door. I’ve been staring at the ceiling for hours now waiting to mind like Kira to tell her I needed to talk to her. I drag myself out of bed and open the door. Damon is standing there in basketball shorts and a cutoff T-shirt.
“I want you to come down to training this morning. Get ready and be there by 6.” He says
“Sorry, I didn’t get much sleep last night and I’m not really in the mood for training this morning.” I spit out and go to slam the door but he catches it with his hand
“If you’re not a warrior then just say that Princess, you don’t have to make up excuses.” He’s challenging me
“I went through Lycan warrior training, you think I’m scared of you or any of your other little wolves?” I say with a huff
“Then prove it. I’ll see you at 6.” H
