I step into my apartment, muscles aching from another grueling self-defense session with Kyle. Despite the pain, I can feel myself getting stronger.
A heavy sigh escapes my lips as I kick off my shoes, relishing the feeling of being home, safe within these walls. Selene's thoughts brush against my consciousness, a comforting feeling after an awful day, as she pads over to the couch to take a nap.
You did well today. You're progressing rapidly, as I knew you would.
I nod, offering a weary smile. "Thanks. I feel like a truck hit me, but in a good way, you know?"
A low chuckle reverberates through our bond. Rest, my human. You've earned it.
Peeling off my sweat-drenched clothes, I make my way to the bathroom, the promise of a hot shower beckoning me. As the water cascades over my aching muscles, I allow my mind to drift, replaying the events of the day.
And inevitably, my thoughts turn to him.
Lucas.
