You stepped into the training room alongside Violet, finding Xaden and Liam doing push-ups like it was some competition. Violet barely hesitated before striding forward and, without warning, swung her leg over Xaden’s back and perched on top of him like it was the most natural thing in the world. Violet turned back toward you, her grin downright evil now as she asks you to even the score. Asking you to get on Liam, your worse enemy.

He had the audacity to smirk at you, sweat dripping down his temple, blond hair sticking to his forehead. You cursed under your breath, stalking forward. You swung a leg over and settled. Liam stiffened slightly underneath you,just for a split second, but then his arms steadied again.

“You’re heavier than you look,” he teased, though his voice had a crack of strain now.