"You've got your own training room?" Moni breathed, trying her best to push down her jealousy as she gaped around the room. She didn't need to be told what the empty weapons racks that lined the walls and the padded floor were for. She gazed longingly at the punching bags and gym equipment on the far side of the room, wondering if she could get her mate to work his magic and create one for her in his penthouse apartment. Their penthouse apartment she amended with a shake of her head, that was going to take some getting used to. She was used to having one room at whatever institute...