Kane’s POV
I decided to start training Ava myself because if I don't, she will keep going to Lucas.
When I got to the training grounds it was quiet but I could already feel them waiting. Zack leaned against the post near the edge of the arena, arms folded, calm as ever. Lucas stood on the opposite side, his smirk already itching for a reaction and in the center was Ava.
She was stretching, pulling her arms behind her back, her hair tied up out of her face. She turned as I walked in, her eyes catching mine, bright and steady.
The last time I trained here with her, she could barely lift a blade without her hands shaking. Now, just in the way she held herself, I knew she wasn’t the same.
“Warm up’s done,” she said. Her voice didn’t waver.
“Good.” I kept my tone flat.
I turned to my br
