Page 79 of King of Knights

I cherish these training sessions because not one brother is willing to allow us to miss them and I get these moments to at least see my sisters and interact with them.

“They are amazing. I’m still in awe that he’s mine,” Taylor says softly, pulling my attention back to her.

“I know the feeling.”

I smile as I look Taylor over. She’s the smallest of us all. Small but curvy.

Something we all share. Lee is the tallest. Although next to Reilly, she’s still tiny.

When I look at my sisters, I can see why their mates are so crazy about them. Each one of them has her own charisma and personality. Venus didn’t have to point out to me which of my sisters were formerly hers.

I recognize them and the essence of their personalities I had a glimpse of. Taylor is shy but incorrigible and curious. She reminds me of Annaniah. Billy is straightforward and cynical. My visions of Zandra always come to mind when we speak.

Then there is Lee. She could be Yanique’s twin. Not only does she look like her to me, but they also have the same personality and drive. I like her.

“Here they come. Ugh, I can’t even think about him without him knowing and coming to me. I always feel like such a perv,” Taylor groans, bringing me from my thoughts once again.

I laugh to myself. I’m sure Kendrick is on his way over here because of my thoughts as well. With chiseled bodies like theirs, how are we not to think dirty thoughts?

Forget the fact that they have sweat dripping down those muscles and they’re showing off. I bite down on my lip as Kendrick saunters his way over to me. As he gets to me, he tugs me right into his arms.

“I will never get used to seeing you guys do that. I mean, it blows my mind every time,” I say as Kendrick wraps his arms around me.

I peek around him to look at the hologram figure, still trying to wrap my mind around how it’s possible. Before I can reach out and try to touch the avatar, Kendrick pulls him back in.

I frown and poke my lip out. I’m so curious about those giants. I know I’m like a kid trying to poke and prod at a new toy, but how can I not be?

“Your curiosity is endearing, but you do not need to poke at a shadow of me when you can touch the real thing,” Kendrick chuckles.

“What does it mean?” I ask.

“What does what mean?”

“The words you say before he appears.”

He kisses my forehead and squeezes his arms around me. “You will figure that out on your own,” he replies.

“How?”

“You’re my mate. There will come a time when you will master your powers and that will allow mine to yield to you. Someday, you will have your own form of transformation and you will understand the words to call it forth.”

“No way,” I gasp. “I’ll have my own guy?”

His head falls back as he laughs. When he looks back at me, mirth dances within his golden eyes. I love this look on him. Kendrick can be so serious at times.

“I don’t know if you will gain that skill. Remember what I told you. That ability is more from my father. But when you know your true strength in your heart, you will know the words.”

“Okay, let’s get back to work. I need to master this stuff so I can be a badass and have that glow.”

“That glow?” he says with amusement.

“Yeah,The Last Dragon. Oh wait, never mind. It’s a movie.”

“Bruce Leroy. I know of it.” He winks down at me.

“Seriously, you’ve seen it? You watch movies?”

“When you live as long as we have, you do a lot of human things to pass the time. Come, my little one. Bo staffs and then you can move to something else,” he laughs and releases me.

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