I audibly, loudly gasped, backpedaling towards Copeland as tears of joy stung my eyes.
Aaron looked up at me, his brows raised. “Luna? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I spun around and snatched Copeland up off the bench, yanking him up by his arm, “Emergency.”
“What emergency?” Copeland asked.
But I was already dragging him towards the door.
“Should I start without you?” Aaron called after me.
I responded with a hurried confirmation, and a jumbled, haphazard apology, as we slipped out into the hall just as the first few warriors arriving for the training session entered the gym.
It was all I could do to keep from breaking into a sprint, as to not alert anyone else that anything was amiss. Copeland still struggled to keep up with me.
“Natalie, what the f**k is happening?!” he demanded
