Chapter 7: Shooting Practice

Chapter 7: Shooting Practice

Alena Fleur

"But why?" I couldn't help but ask Elian.

"Because you said you need something for protection," he simply said.

"But didn't you say afterward that you were going to keep me safe?" I asked.

"Let's be realistic here, Ms. Fleur. Even if I try my best and stick with you 24/7, which I know you won't like at all, I can't always protect you. Sometimes, you need to be your own savior. And for that, you need a weapon, no matter how good you are at self-defense," he explained.

"Wait, how do you know I'm good at self-defense?" I questioned.

"That's all you got from my speech?" he let out dryly.

"No, I understood what you meant. But how do you know—"

"I don't know. I was just saying hypothetically," he clarified.

It was still strange, but I nodded my head in understanding nonetheless.

"So now, can we go? We have to be back soon," Elian urged, walking towards the door, but I remained intact in my place. "What's wrong?"

"How do I know you are not taking me s