Chapter 0199

Training excites me. It's been years since I last trained with my father, and I was making significant progress back then.

'We'll progress much faster with Gregory as our instructor,' Valeria comments.

'Do you recall training with him, or remember Evelyn training with him?' I ask.

'Yes, he was patient yet demanding. Evelyn became a formidable wolf thanks to Gregory and Evander.'

I'm deep in thought when Sebastian speaks. "What's on your mind?"

I smile at him. "Do you actually have a coin?" I tease.

He pats his pockets, then searches his truck, finally producing a quarter. "Hey now! That's worth twenty-five thoughts." His playful antics make me laugh.

I take the quarter and place it back in the console. "I was discussing training with Gregory and Evander with Valeria. She remembers Evelyn's training sessions and says he's an excellent, patient teacher."

"I trained with him once. He's a strategic fighter. He'll teach you techniques that will make you stronger and sharper." His gaze meets mine as he takes my hand before looking back at the road. "I'd like to train you too when you're stronger. Maybe mornings with Gregory and Evelyn, afternoons with me?"

"You want to train me yourself?"

"Absolutely. It's not about doubting Gregory's skills - I completely trust him. But different fighters have different styles. The variety will enhance your training." He pauses. "And honestly? Once you're at full strength, my warriors could benefit from sparring with you too. You'll make them better fighters."

"Alright." He kisses my hand - a gesture I'm noticing he does when happy, concerned, or simply when the mood strikes.

Back at the packhouse, knowing he has work, I offer to go to my room alone. He insists on escorting me. "You've had a tough night. Take a hot bath, relax, then sleep. I'll check on you later." He leans down for a gentle kiss.

I cup his face, holding him close. "Thank you for tonight. It meant everything to me."

"Always, Seraphina."

Following his advice, I sink into a steaming bath. The night's events replay in my mind - painful memories I'd rather forget. I know nightmares will come tonight.

When the water cools, I slip into one of Sebastian's shirts he gave me for sleeping. His scent might help, but I'm hoping he'll stay with me again. He or Dorian have stayed the past two nights after my nightmares.

Peeking out my door, I see his is ajar. I knock softly before entering. "Sebastian?"

Steam billows as he emerges from the bathroom, a towel slung low on his hips, showcasing his sculpted torso. My breath catches. He's drying his hair, so it takes a moment before he notices me.

"Seraphina? Are you alright? Another nightmare?"