Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 Training With Camilla

Josh’s POV:

“What do you think of Josh now?”

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The moment Amanda’s voice fell, the physical training manual in my hand hit the floor with a sharp thud.

Cold sweat instantly prickled the back of my neck. What is she trying to do now?

Hand me a “cross-examination” script in front of Camilla?

I ran toward her, yanking Camilla’s wrist, speaking so fast it sounded like a wolf was chasing me. “Camilla! Didn’t you say you’d teach me the side-flip dodge? If we don’t get to the mats soon, someone else will take them!”

I grabbed her and turned to run, leaving no chance to pick up the manual.

From behind came Amanda’s shout of “Hey,” but I pretended not to hear, only noticing how hot my palm had become-Camilla’s wrist was delicate, and even through her cold tactical gloves, I could feel the warmth of her skin. I loosened my grip slightly but couldn’t bring myself to let go entirely.

“Let go.” Camilla’s voice rang above me, tinged with a helpless smile.

That’s when I realized I’d been too rough-her silver-gray hair had been pulled into a few disheveled strands, sticking to her neck, making her skin glow even paler.

“S-sorry!” I released her abruptly, stepping back and almost tripping, my ear tips burning hot enough to fry an egg.

I’d never been this timid chasing girls in the training camp before, yet facing Camilla, I felt like I even have to breathe carefully.

Camilla didn’t pursue it. She bent down to pick up the manual I had dropped. Her fingertips brushed the cover, tracing the three words I’d written: Josh Must Win, and she raised an eyebrow. “So now you know you must win. Why didn’t you have this kind of drive when copying homework?”

“That’s ancient history!” I quickly puffed out my chest, patting my training suit. “Now I’m officially a ‘potential talent’ certified by Amanda Next time we have a physical competition, I’ll definitely beat you to second place!”

She laughed at me and turned toward the training mats. “Big talk. First, master the side-flip, then we’ll see.”

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Chapter 217 Training With Camilla

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Sure enough, few mats remained. Camilla chose one in the far corner, shielded from the sun by nearby equipment, forming a perfect shaded spot.

She unbuttoned her tactical jacket, revealing a black fitted training top underneath, and tucked the stray strands of hair behind her ear.

“Watch carefully.” She didn’t waste words. Her feet spread front and back, her body suddenly lowered, and she used her core strength to perform a clean, precise side-flip, landing just in time to avoid the mock prey I tossed. “When a werewolf transforms, skeletal weight

distribution shifts. During a side-flip, let your center of gravity follow the tail-don’t end up like last time and fall face first.”

I tried to mimic her, but my movement was too hasty, and my balance faltered-I toppled straight toward her…

Just as I was about to crash into her, I slammed my hand on her side. Our bodies were suddenly close-close enough to smell the faint pine scent in her hair and see the tiny beads of sweat on her lashes.

“Idiot.” Camilla pushed my shoulder to separate us, her tone still calm, but I could see her ear tips had reddened. “Your wrist strength is off. Try again.”

From then on, I trained with intense focus.

Physical training had always felt dull and exhausting, but now with Camilla by my side, demonstrating each move personally, occasionally tapping my waist with a tactical stick to remind me to lower my center of gravity, even sweat felt interesting.

Halfway through, I handed her a bottle of ice-cold energy drink. When our fingertips touched briefly as she took it, we both froze for a moment, then quickly withdrew.

“Rest ten minutes.” She twisted open the cap and took a sip, letting droplets slide along her jawline into her collar. I got distracted until she poked my arm with her tactical stick. “What are you thinking? Trying to slack off again?”

“No!” I quickly averted my gaze and pulled something from my pocket-a small silver hairpin engraved with the Mystic Moon Pack totem, something I had specifically asked the steward to buy yesterday.

“You dropped your hairpin during the kidnapping. This… It’s for you.”

Camilla stared at it for a few seconds, hesitated, then asked, “How did you know it was mine?”

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