Chapter 130
Raven’s POV
I rolled to the balls of my feet, my hands bracketing my head in a protective stance. Sweat rolled down my back and made my hair cling to my face. My muscles ached already.
I’d started my day with a ten-mile run with Ezra, but his runs were a mix of sprints and parkour along with the distance. My body wasn’t used to it. But that was good. It meant I was being challenged in new ways.
Then Dexter had taken me through a jump rope routine that nearly had my heart beating out of my chest. And that was all before I’d started sparring lessons with Kael.
My breaths came quickly, short pants that made my lungs burn. Kael sent out a testing jab that I blocked easily, but he didn’t stop there. He dropped his shoulder for an uppercut that landed right in my ribs.
I winced, a flicker of pain blooming.
“Watch it,” Dexter snarled.
“I need the hits if I’m going to get better,” I called before Kael could answer.
Kael’s pale-blue eyes darkened, a muscle in his cheek popping as I straightened and rolled to the balls of my feet again. I tried for a snap kick, but Kael easily dodged it. I let out a growl of frustration as I steadied myself again.
“Never wear your emotions on your sleeve,” Kael instructed. “Because someone can take advantage.”
He moved like it was effortless, a work of performance art. He struck out with a leg sweep, taking mine out from under me. I was already falling, but he caught me behind the neck, gentling my landing.
The air still whooshed from my lungs as Kael straddled me, searching my face.
“We’re done,” he said, a finality ringing in his words.
“But-”
“No buts,” he clipped, pushing to his feet and offering me a hand. “We’ll do more tomorrow, but training when you’re exhausted will only get you injured.”
I knew he had a point, but I still huffed out a breath of annoyance as I righted myself.
“Don’t pout,” Dexter said, amusement lacing his tone. “Nox went to get lunch and your next lesson.”
That piqued my interest,
“Just call me your errand boy,” Nox called as he entered the gym, his arms laden with too many bags to count. “How many sandwiches did you
make anyways, Dexter?”
Dexter just grinned and took another bag from Nox. “I knew we’d work up an appetite.”
We all settled on the floor, devouring the gourmet creations Dexter had dreamed up.
“Okay,” Nox said around a mouthful of food. “I take it back. We needed all the options.”
Dexter chuckled. “You’re welcome.”
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I swallowed my last bite, chasing it with a sip of Coke, and then flopped back onto the mat. “Whatever’s next, you’re going to have to carry me.
I’ve descended into a food coma.”
“You don’t have to move a single step,” Nox said, reaching for another bag.
I glanced over at him. “You’re up?” He nodded.
“More lock picking?” I pushed back to sitting, eager to see what he had for me.
“Not exactly.” Nox pulled out what looked like zip ties.
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