She shrugged, not denying it. "You know she'll do it. And I know you won't throw her in the cell again."
Gritting his teeth, he glared down at her. "And why wouldn't I do it?"
"Because I'd let her out again. And rip you a new one." Grunting, she rolled in his arms. "Deucalion, she's finally on our side, and I see how appreciative you are of her for what she did for me. But she's not the point of this argument. Please, just let Chris train me. He even said he'd have to think about it even if you give permission. Not to mention I'm still healing so it wouldn't be for at least a couple more weeks, and I still have to meet the covens. I know Camille and Jane are becoming agitated."
"I can handle them."
Allison growled and glared up at him. He stared down at her, nonplussed. "No!" she hisse
