Chapter 33

Iris

It has been hours, and Trenton still isn’t done tormenting me. He is a tough boss. I’m on the floor, dying because he won’t go easy on me, even though I’ve had no former training. My muscles are screaming. My lungs are burning. I smell like monkey shit.

“Get up,” Trenton says, standing over me with his arms crossed like a military officer. “We’re not done.”

“I am done,” I pant with my arms an