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CHAPTER 335: TRAINING?!

EMBER’S POV

“Up.”

The word arrives from somewhere in the dark, attached to a hand that closes around my ankle and pulls

And I go from a warm and blameless sleep to halfway down the bed in the space of a heartbeat, clawing at sheets, making a sound I would describe as dignified and Knox would describe as a goose being stepped on.

“Wha-” I flail upright, hair in my face, heart slamming. “What. What’s wrong? Who’s dying? Is it Rafael? Is i

“Nothing’s wrong.” The lamp clicks on, and there he is, standing at the foot of the bed, fully dressed, arms crossed, looking like a man who has been awake for hours and has opinions about people who aren’t. “Get up. Get dressed. Something you can move in.”

I stare at him. I stare at the window, where it is black. Fully, unapologetically black. Not a hint of grey. The kind of black that has never heard of morning.

“It’s night,” I inform him.

“It’s five am”

“That’s night, Knox, that’s the middle of the-” I scrub a hand down my face. “Why are you dressed. Why am I awake? Why is your hand on my ankle like you’re about to drag me into a lake.”

“Training.”

The word does not compute.

I turn it over. I look for the joke in it. There is no joke in it.

His face is doing the thing where it’s entirely serious, that flat, immovable King-face, and I feel a slow

horror creep in.

“…Training,” I repeat.

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and here he has the “You said you wanted to learn. Sapphire needs your body to be stronger. You said- audacity to quote me back to myself, in a truly unflattering impression of my own voice “-I am not letting anything take you from me, Knox Volkov. Not a gene. Not a council. Nothing.” He raises an eyebrow Very moving. So. Up. We start today.”

“I meant emotionally.”

“You meant it however I decide you meant it.” He

and a soft, worn shirt. Five minutes. The

best. 40.

a bundle at me, and it hits my chest-leggings

are awake before the sun

I look at the clothes. I look at him. I cross my arms over the shirt in my lap.

CHAPTER 334 TRAINING

I’m not a soldier.”

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Knox lets out a long, deeply suffering breath. He actually rolls his eyes-the terrifying Lycan completely giving way to an exasperated fiancé.

He steps right back to the edge of the bed and leans down, bracing his hands heavily on the mattress on either side of my hips.

“No,” he murmurs, his face inches from mine. “You’re not.”

He leans even lower.

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