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Rhea’s POV

“What’s that?” I asked curiously as I looked down at myself, assessing my attire for anything I forgot to wear.

Did I miss something he told me to put on?

“You need to tie your hair in a bun or a pony tail. We can’t have it getting in the way of our training and throwing you off your game” he said softly.

I wasn’t a fan of training in my human form, but he seemed intent on it.

“I don’t think I have one here” I said firmly.

“I’ll lend you mine then” he said playfully before he took a black, elastic band from his right wrist and gave it to me.

I took it and gathered all my hair into a messy bun like him. Except mine was a lot thicker and more bigger.

“Now you’re perfect for training” he said admirably.

I didn’t know I could blush even deeper than before but I felt it happen after what he said.

Why are his words always having that effect on me? I like his compliments there’s no denying that anymore, but I hate the evidence.

“Well, someone likes that evidence very much. I’d go