Fully fed from a night of rendezvous with my mate, the need to let out steam was on the rise. I rushed to the training grounds after my mate left and pushed my body to the limits, testing for new powers. I felt the Anthora tattoo burn as it healed my body every time I felt a crack. Testing the extent of my powers, testing for speed and strength.

Looking at the pavilion, Tristan sat with the guards, their eyes glued to me. My vision enhanced and I could tell their different ...