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Alana POV

The next morning came earlier than I had expected, forcing me to struggle out of bed with a grunt. I walked into the bathroom to begin my morning routine while Alex went down to make breakfast for us to eat before returning to the training ground.

The day promises to be a tough one ahead so one has to do the necessary. My bones ached and protested for me to return back to bed and sleep some more but I pushed myself out the door, not that I had much a choice. Alex was not about to give me any and the thought of my children in that man's possession won’t even let me back down from picking up my wooden swords when he tossed it across to me some moment later.

Days turned into nights and the intensity of my training with Alex grew even more demanding of me. I was been driven by an unrelenting desire to perfect every skill being taught to me—the utter desperation and the undying need to get everything over with and reclaim my children once more drove me even more mad.

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