Alexander’s POV
Something changed yesterday between us.
There’s no doubt.
The tension that had been growing finally eased when we slept together, replaced by a warmth that I know can fully return if we try hard enough. It’s a relief, honestly, even if Layla pushed me away afterward. She didn’t fully reject me.
She gave in, and that’s a step in the right direction.
It must mean something is changing.
Smiling, I step outside of my cabin and scan the grounds. Warriors are training, their voices carrying across the field as they run through their morning workouts. But they’re not who I’m looking for.
I spot her almost immediately.
Layla.
She’s standing near the edge of the training field, her arms crossed as she watches two large warriors train. She’s so much smaller than them
