Savage Lessons (Temple Of Luna #3) - Plot & Excerpts
Dejan sent a message -- text instead of video -- and fled to the wing of the Temple devoted to the trainers' living space. Forty minutes under the pounding spray of the shower and another twenty spent pacing the confines of the trainers' garden gave Celine plenty of time to send a message if she chose. She didn't, which could mean Lexa was in worse shape than he'd feared -- terrified or injured or -- "Thought you'd be tied up all night." Hektor, one of the other trainers, sat down on a bench nearby. "Kweku said you'd been tapped to take over with Lexa." Dejan considered snarling, but Hektor wouldn't be intimidated. "Are you gossiping like a novice now?" Hektor raised both eyebrows and stared at him. "Just making conversation. What's eating you?" "She's a novice. Celine has lost her mind, sending me a novice." The older man shrugged. "She's not just any novice. She's going straight to the silver robes. Everyone knows it." No one went straight to silver robes, not even Celine.
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