Aria's POV
Viktor looked down at the place I'd struck. Then he looked at me. "You have become better."
I grinned. "Just better?"
He smiled. "Much better."
I felt an unfamiliar thrill spread through me. I wanted to do it again. I wanted to see how far I could push myself. So I attacked, and he met me blow for blow.
Days passed, and our training became a routine. Dusk, sparring, power release, and recovery. Then, before dawn, we did it all again.
Somewhere along the way, something changed. I began looking forward to training with Viktor. At first, I told myself it was because I was improving. That was true, but it wasn't the whole truth.
I liked the way he challenged me without trying to control me. I liked how he never treated me as fragile. I liked the understanding that had develop
