The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna by RYN

Chapter 163

Chapter 163

RYN

I remained stunned as I sat on the floor of the living room, back at the Watcher’s mansion.

Looking through the documents, I realized my parents had major stakes in real estate, technology, and so on, most of which were based in the east.

I wonder why that was.

No one talks about the East. No one even knows whether it’s a kingdom or just a place.

It just is.

But my parents had most of their businesses and assets there.

Is that why I remember nothing of my past? Is that why no one here in the West recognizes my status?

I sighed, rubbing my temple, and just then, El came downstairs with a pair of boxing gloves.

“Get up. It’s time to train.”

I let out a groan. Is she being serious right now? Can’t she see that I am currently, emotionally down and I need a moment?!

I’m sure you’re not deaf.” El added her tone, hard, as she reached the door and found me still sitting.

“I don’t want to train today. I mumbled and El frowned like she was confused.

“You don’t get to decide when you train, Ryn. I decide that, so for the last time, get up and let’s train.” She said, and then she left the house.

Knowing after this comes punishment, I threw a childish tantrum before reluctantly getting up and storming out of the house.

The morning was too beautiful for the

way

I felt.

Birds chirped somewhere high above, their songs which were light and carefree contrasted greatly with the storm brewing inside me. My boots crunched against the autumn leaves as I trudged through the woods, fists shoved deep in the pockets of my hoodie.

for me up ahead–I could see her silhouette in the clearing, standing calm and patient like always. Her arms were crossed loosely, her stance relaxed, as though my delay hadn’t bothered her at all.

her tone maintaining its hardness as I

respond. I didn’t have the energy for it. I just stood

she ordered, pointing to the pair of boxing gloves lying on the grass

bent down, yanking them on roughly, the leather creaking as

was here, but my mind was elsewhere, churning over the inheritance, over what had been stolen from me,

start slow,”

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circle she’d drawn in

she asked, holding up her

“Yeah.”

punch was sloppy, and I expected a jab of insult but El didn’t comment. She simply adjusted, stepping back and

“Focus, Ryn. Breathe.”

inside me. I gritted my teeth as I punched again, harder this time. I imagined every strike landing somewhere else–on the face of every lie I’d been told,

El

my chest grew tighter with every blow, like a dam about to break. My eyes stung, my vision blurred, but I

I blurted, my voice

nothing, letting

fist into the pad. “Everything!” Another

now, hot and angry as they streaked down my face. My punches became wild, fueled by everything I

the last punch. My fist connected harder than I’d meant to,

with a sharp thud,

.

stop.

for a moment, my whole body trembled, and I thought

I gasped, running toward

wiping dirt

holding

blinked at

eyes filled with fire. “It had something real

falling. She didn’t push

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