Kane’s POV
It had been months since Ava began her training.
Every day I pushed her harder than the last. Every day I told myself she would break, that she’d finally give in but she never did.
She stumbled, bled and even fell on the ground more times than I could count and still, she got back up.
Each time she rose, she looked more determined, she pushed through the pain, her wolf rose with her and every time I saw that strength, pride swelled in my chest.
I hadn’t expected it, not like this.
I thought she’d quit. I thought she’d hate me for being harsh. Instead, she met me blow for blow with everything she had. I couldn’t lie to myself, I was proud of her. Damn proud.
I was in my chambers that evening, preparing for another session with her. Just thinking of her, sweaty and fierce o
