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Rafe could tell by the look on Bree’s face that she wasn’t quite thrilled by that littledetail.
“Do not worry. You will not feel anything strange. His power will merely be swirling through your blood. It will help you win the fight. Taveon is...well, he is the strongest fae I have evermet.”
Bree blew out another breath before she finally looked away from the window to meet Rafe’s eyes. “Alright, I guess. I don’t suppose I have any choice in the matter, doI?”
“No. It is a requirement of thebattle.”
Rafe hated this. He truly did. Bree was visibly uncomfortable with the entire situation, and she had no kind feelings toward the Prince. He wished that there was some other way. He wished there was another champion with her kind of strength. But there wasn’t, and the Prince was dead set on using her for his fight. Bree was stuck, and Rafe was stuck, and there was nothing he could do but get her as ready as hecould.
“As much as I wish things could be different, they are not,” he finally said. “But I will make certain you are prepared. You can trust me, Bree, even if you do not trust thePrince.”
Her eyes shone as she made a small, timid step toward him. And then she froze in place, her body tight, as if she were afraid to move any closer. “I actually do trust you, Rafe. You’re the only one in this entire Court. Why do you think I stayed when I could have left? Surely you see that you...mean something tome.”
Rafe could barely breathe. Surely Bree was not saying what he hoped she meant. But he knew thatmean something to mewas a lot different thanwant. Friends mean something. Teachers and trainers do, too. She might care for him, but he did not think it was the same way he cared forher.
“Then, let us move on to your next stage of training.” He held out a hand. “You have mastered how to shift. Now, I will teach you how tofight.”
