*I leave Lucan’s office with a rich determination. Our discussion went far better than I ever imagined, and even though he never outwardly showed any emotion during the conversation, I could tell that even he agreed with the task at hand: get these stubborn as hell Archer’s back in line! As I walked through the Training Center, it didn’t take me long to find the location of my mate. Even bench pressing Kellan looked hot, his muscles looked more defined and his glyphed chest glistened with sweat. I bit my lip, and as I approached he turned his head slightly and hung the bar on the rack.* Don’t stop on my account, it was kinda hot.
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