Unfortunately, my father didn't come that night. He could be far more injured than we thought, or perhaps he was just being cautious, lurking in the shadows of the dreamscape waiting for the right moment to strike.
By the time afternoon rolled around the following day, my muscles were aching in the absolute best way. After an intense training session with Athena and the vanguard guards, I made my way back upstairs and flopped down onto the living room couch with a heavy, exhausted sigh.
Eloise, who was sitting at the kitchen island, looked up from her cup of tea and smiled brightly at me. "You did amazing today, Rachel. You've come so far since you first started training."
"Thanks," I panted, wiping a light sheen of sweat from my forehead, a small smirk tugging at my lips. "Honestly, I'
