Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0295

Chapter 295

Dylan POV

1 was sweating profusely as I landed yet another fist on the punching bag that hung in what the wolvest call their training room.

Gym equipment surrounded me, and my ponytailed hair kept slapping my in the face as I swung round. to punch the bag again.

“Keep your fists up, yout grace. Remember, when you punch, you need to do so with your entire body, don’t let your arm take the brunt of it.” I nodded ever so slightly at the warriors words and swung again, this time using my weight to hit the bag instead of my mere arm strength. Shockingly the punching bag swung ever so slightly and I smiled at the feat I though was impossible when I first started this morning. “Excellent work, Now, back to the treadmill.”

I looked at my trainer in exasperation, my most likely bright red face staring at him in shock.

“I think… I breathed heavily, tasting the metallic tint on my tongue at how much I had over worked myself. “I’m going to pass out.”

challenged in order for it to get better.” He was

Another 5 minutes passed before I was finished. My body was exhausted, I was sweaty and Couldn’t catch my breath, so I threw

intense work out..

your grace, I’ll see you tomorrow

nodded at his words but smiled slightly waving him off

up at the training rooms

me and I turned my head to see a woman, staring back at me with an amused smile. Reluctantly I sat up, and absentmindedly placed my arms on my bent knees while bowing my head to the floor, letting out some strong puffs

regularity.

looked up at the blonde woman. “Just over.

saw… you are quite determined aren’t you?” This woman was acting all too

ask, Have you ever done any baking?” Her random

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As in like pies and stuff?” Why all of a sudden was this blonde lady asking