Trained by Three Panthers [Caves of Correction 3] Read Online Free

to Colter, he’d do it on a full stomach.

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    Asher was worried Kenz would refuse to walk up the hill to the lake. They’d deliberately taken a slightly roundabout way to get there, but not as complicated as Colter had wished for. Both Asher and Declan were too worried she’d refuse to walk any farther. In fact, Declan had suggested bringing the wheelbarrow, but Colter had vetoed that idea. Asher wasn’t sure. Their teasing might have made her refuse to give in. On the other hand, she might have decided to ride instead of even trying to walk.
    Fortunately she made it up the hill quite easily, although she sat on the grass facing the lake as soon as they arrived.
    “I like it here. It’s serene and pretty,” she said, smiling at them.
    “I’m sure you’d like life on the island. It’s a lot more peaceful and laid-back than on the mainland,” Asher said, smiling right back at her. She was so pretty. Even after walking up the hill, she looked beautiful. Her face was a little pink from the heat of the walk, but he didn’t think she was sunburned at all. He couldn’t help but wonder if her face would be pink as they fucked her. Would all her skin color when she orgasmed?
    “Is there a school here? Where did you go to school?” she asked.
    Asher was happy to answer that question. “The little kids are homeschooled all together. Their parents share the teaching. Then the older kids stay on the mainland for high school. The boat takes them over on Monday mornings and brings them back when school lets out on Fridays.”
    “That’s good. I guess it means you’d always have friends.”
    “Didn’t you have friends at school?” he asked.
    She shrugged. “I think I said yesterday my father’s mom was just a teenager when he was born, so he was really keen for me to go to a good school and get a decent education. I sat the exam for entry to a selective entry school and got in, but I hated all the posturing about how intelligent everyone was. At my old school everyone worried about wearing the right clothes. At my new school everyone had to wear the right clothes and get As on their tests. I graduated to please him, but I hated it.”
    Asher wanted to dig a little deeper, to learn more about her. “But was it the kids or the school you hated? The clothes assessment or the academic assessment?”
    She frowned but kept facing the lake. “Neither. It was the people. The parents were so impressed with how smart their kids were, that the kids thought they were amazing as well. But the work wasn’t all that hard. I mean it wasn’t as easy as some middle school classes, where basically as long as I turned up I passed the class, but anyone who tried would pass. It wasn’t necessary to be Einstein.”
    Declan said something, but Asher was still thinking about Kenz’s answer. He wondered if she was actually a whole lot smarter than she gave herself credit for. A few of the island kids had sat for selective entry schools as well, and he knew they were intelligent kids. It wasn’t all that easy to get in, although Eliot Wade had won a place. He was likely the smartest kid on the island back then. Asher was the same age as him, but Eliot was two school grades ahead of him by the time he’d gone off to high school. Later Eliot had completed an agriculture degree in three years instead of four online.
    Asher liked that she was clever. She’d make the scenes in the dungeon far more interesting if she was able to outthink Colter. He also liked that she was modest and not big-noting herself. Likely she was a much nicer person than those kids she’d gone to school with. And he was glad she’d stuck it out and graduated to please her father. That showed her love and respect for him. The more he thought about it, the more Asher was convinced she was a good person through and through, the right kind of woman to be their mate and an asset to the community.
    Of course, that did kind of mean that she had to like them and