Commander Ray

On the other side of the camp, Mia could barely contain her excitement, it was her first time going to war, and the thrill of it all sent a rush through her veins. She moved from one warrior to the next, chatting animatedly as if she were back at Quinn's estate, where she had spent countless hours learning from his men. That was, after all, how she had picked up most of her self-defense skills.

"How many days did it take you?" She asked, now interrogating yet another warrior as she lingered among a group of them. Her eyes shamelessly roamed over the man's bare chest, taking in the sculpted muscles with unabashed admiration. Men with well-built bodies had always been her weakness, whether or not she was attracted to them. In her next life, she was going to come back as a man and train herself into the ultimate temptation for women.

"It took me just two years," the man boasted, flexing ever so slightly, his muscles rippling under his skin.