Tazanna glared at her brothers as they smiled at her. It was four in the morning, and they were standing at the training grounds of the castle. “When you said dawn, I thought you meant when we could actually see the sun rising!”
“But we will watch as the sun rises, sis, in about an hour,” Antony replied as he removed the jumper he had on and threw it to Salvator who was standing by the side of the arena. “Come on, the quicker we start, the faster it is you will have your breakfast.”
Tazanna shrugged out of Xander’s jumper, already missing his smell. She had left her two men back in their chambers. Anthony had been adamant they not follow because they would be a distraction. Throwing the jumper to Salvator, Tazanna made her way to where Anthony was standing, stretching.
“Seriously?” Taza
