It was day two of training, and Adina's body was sore. She wasn't sure how she would explain this to Thorne when he asked why she was moving her body like she needed to be out of her skin.
"Tomorrow at noon. Be here early and for the love of the gods, Adina, talk to Thorne about the bruises," Thessara grumbled out the last part.
Adina looked away in shame. "Maybe I like the bruises. You'll never know," she muttered.
Thessara stared at her like she'd lost her mind. How does anyone like bruising? 'Pups of today, just unbearable and…" Adina tuned her out even as she grumbled under her breath.
This time wasn't even intentional on Adina's part. She'd been cleaning her face for the night when Thorne walked in and was suddenly displeased seeing her bruises wear off her skin. Apparently, wearing his mating mark wasn't enough. She needed to be covered in a litter of hickeys to be satisfied… Of course, Adina wasn't complaining. Heck! She liked it.
