Elena’s POV
Marcus and I remained in that secluded clearing until the early hours of dawn. We lay side by side on the cool grass, gazing up at the star-filled sky while sharing stories about everything that came to mind.
"I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that you’ve never been in a relationship," Marcus said, his voice cutting through the peaceful silence.
"It just never happened that way," I replied with a shrug.
"That makes absolutely no sense to me. You’re gorgeous, you have this incredible wit, you’re fearless, and stronger than most guys I know. I find it impossible to believe that no one has ever tried to ask you out."
"Living on military bases your entire life tends to limit your social opportunities. Plus, I’ve been so focused on training that relationships weren’t even on my radar."
"Come on, there had to be guys around though."
I couldn’t understand his skepticism about my lack of romantic experience. Sure, I had male friends and got along well with the guys in training, but none of them had ever shown romantic interest in me. It seemed perfectly logical to me. I had always been completely absorbed in my training regimen, never allowing myself to get distracted by romantic feelings or attractions. That’s exactly why my growing feelings for Marcus felt so foreign and overwhelming.
I had never experienced anything like this intense pull toward another person. Maybe I had felt fleeting attractions here and there, but nothing substantial enough to remember.
Marcus was entirely different though. The connection I felt with him was deeper, more consuming than anything I could have imagined. Never in my wildest dreams did I think someone like him would choose me over all the other options available to him.
I assumed he would be more drawn to the girls who were constantly vying for his attention.
Since his arrival, I had watched the other female Hunters practically throw themselves at him, Koa, and Nico. They had even started knotting their training shirts to expose their midriffs whenever they thought they could get away with it.
If Captain or any of our instructors caught them pulling that stunt, they would face serious consequences.
"There was one guy who showed interest in me. But that’s not something I want to discuss," I said, quickly averting my gaze from his intense stare.
I couldn’t bear to see his reaction. Part of me wanted to tell him about Fletcher, but another part of me desperately wanted to keep that dark Chapter buried. How could I possibly explain what happened without him thinking less of me? He would probably see me as damaged, broken goods.
Despite my lack of dating experience, I understood far more about the world than most people assumed.
"What about your romantic history? I imagine you’ve had plenty of girls chasing after you," I said, steering the conversation away from my painful past.
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