33. On A Date.

Esme’s POV

I wiped my sweat with the towel that Paul threw at me as I willed my legs to stand.

I had to.

With the way he had made me train, my legs felt like they were going to give up anytime from now.

However, it was a thousand times better than training in their academy with some huge, scary guy as his opponent.

“I guess you have seen some more changes,” Paul said as he threw me one of his sweet and charming smiles.

I used to find them very attractive up until he started my first day of body training. After that, the smile lost its charm very quickly.

But he wasn’t lying, I was falling flat on my ass the first three days and this time, I was still standing. So I nodded to let him know I agreed with him.

“We can start the training for your Lycan this evening?” Paul said with his head titled.

My brows scrunched up as I realised that he was asking me.

Asking me.

“You are the trainer?” Silvan had arranged all of these, and I was fine going along with every plan.

My initiation w