Chapter 180

Connor POV

He glances at me long enough to take in my incredulous expression before he sucks in a deep breath and flicks his gaze to her, his jaw clenched and his body coiled tight. He swipes a hand over his mouth to hide some of his tension, then finally releases his breath. “I will finish your training. But that doesn’t mean we’re not still getting you out of this bullshit. I’m just making sure you don’t die until we can.”

Her eyes go from being wide to narrowing, flicking between Rex and me. “Wouldn’t my best chance at that mean I get trained by the best? There’s a reason Vito wanted Connor to train me-”

I silently laugh and shake my head, then pin her with a hard stare. “Let’s not get confused here. He doesn’t want Connor training you. He wants The Reaper training you, and the old man is absolutely out of his fucking mind if he actually thought for one second that would happen.”

She rolls her eyes at me. “Same jack ass of a person, just another egomaniac title.”