Chapter 0130

His question carries a hidden edge that makes me suspect he knows about what transpired between Adrian and me. I choose to focus only on the details I'm comfortable sharing.

"My patrol was more challenging than usual, but Selene managed to run for a few hours before Theron called for a break. She was exhausted on our return and has been resting since we got back."

His gaze remains fixed on me, assessing my condition rather than my scent. "How did Selene feel about the run?"

"She adored it. She's been wanting to run with Theron for ages. Even at half-strength, she had an amazing time playing and chasing today."

Before my father can circle back to the scent issue, Adrian smoothly intervenes. "We're heading to grab some food. Just wanted to stop by and say hello." He guides me toward a table with unfamiliar pack families.

The evening proves enjoyable as I meet new members and chat with the younger pups. Their mothers share amusing stories that keep me entertained.

Adrian walks me home later, leaving me with a kiss that lingers. "Get some rest, little guardian. Tomorrow I plan to win our match and stake my claim publicly."

I laugh. "As if your scent covering me isn't declaration enough?"

He simply smiles and turns me toward the door. "Goodnight, love. Sleep well."

Morning finds me preparing for our match. 'How are you feeling, Selene?' I ask, wondering if there's any chance I might actually best Adrian today.

'Recovered, but not at full capacity yet. Maybe another day or two,' she replies.

'Any concerns about sparring with Adrian? Will this set back your healing?'

'Not at all. Though I doubt we can defeat him today - he's a powerful alpha. But we'll give it everything we've got.'

I head downstairs to find warriors already gathering. Approaching Julian, I ask, "So what are the odds on how quickly Adrian will pin me?"

Julian looks uncomfortable. "Well," he hesitates. "Just remember I'm only recording the bets, not endorsing them."

I narrow my eyes. "And I really don't want Selene taking offense with me," he adds quickly. Now I'm genuinely curious - do they really consider Adrian that much stronger?

Sebastian approaches. "For the record, my bet says you'll last the longest."

"How long exactly?" I ask.

"One hour," he says. Respectable, but if that's the longest estimate... I turn back to Julian. "And the other bets?"

He shifts uneasily. I feel Adrian's hands settle on my hips as he joins us. Julian meets my gaze. "Remember, this isn't my bet. I can't participate. But... Sebastian's hour is the longest estimate." Adrian nods in acknowledgment.

"And the shortest?" I press.

"Five minutes."

Adrian scoffs behind me. "Which idiot thought I'd pin Evelyn in five minutes?"

"Reginald," Julian answers.

Reginald the Rotten. Of course. Next time we spar, I'm aiming straight for his family jewels.

My father joins us then, calling us forward. "Evelyn? You sure you're ready for this?" I nod firmly. Let's do this.