LUCIAN SLADE

“Your mate is really desperate, huh?” Selene scoffed as she handed me back the bow and arrow.

Rolling my eyes, I said, “Focus on training. Aurora is none of your business.”

“Whatever,” she retorted before walking over to the other side, leaving me standing alone. The sun had begun to go down already, just a few more minutes before we would wrap up practice for the day. The golden light spilled over the field, catching the sweat on the warriors’ arms as they steadied ...