Ava by L.G.Savage (HeartBreak)

Chapter 94

Ava walked straight

it to the ring, and everyone in the arena started to quieten down

She told herself to breathe. This match would be her real test after fighting the beginners, so she hard to let all her fear drain away as she had been taught to do. She told herself she didn’t need that vampire’s blood; she could fight under her own stear

she concentrated on counting her breaths so she wouldn’t have an anxiety In the silence of the arena, with all the students and faculty lonking on, attack. To be more effective, she had to do what she told Bober that morning. She had to pretend no one else was in this room except her opponent, whoever that would be

As she waited, she started her stretches. She was lucky that she was flexible, but sometimes fear made her body freeze up. That couldn’t happen today. She had no idea how much longer she would be in this school, so she could have just lost all her matches earlier and avoided all of this. But she had her pride. She could adnit dut. A part of her, the part that always got her into trouble, didn’t want to let the last image these people had of her to be of a pathetic human beaten down and destroyed in the ring.

A part of her had always wanted to dominate everyone in her pack, which was very stupid because she was human. But it was that part she had to rely on now. She had to believe she could do it

na. The fifth one had not been used in There were four level–beginner, intermediate, advanced and expert–but there were five rings in the arena. the morning, so it had remained spotless while the others had become bloodstained. But now, all five rings would be used for the beginner versus intermediate matches until the ten winners who would advance to fight the advanced level were determined.

None of the beginners were expected to fight the advanced level, so it was bullshit that they had to do this part of the evaluation at all.

The coach called four more beginners, and they each stepped into a ring. Though she was internally shitting herself, she had trained her whole life. not to let that show. It had been a matter of survival for her. The bullying had always been worse when she showed her fear, which was sometimes inevitable. The others probably hadn’t had to do that in their parks, judging by how the guy in the ring next to hers looked so terrified that she felt sorry for him

to do something about the system

the intermediate opponents, and they began to file into the rings a There had been no

Alpha Dexter, please

cheers from the other

to keep herself calm flew out of the window. Her heart started beating loudly in her ears. Douche Dexter. She felt the cold run down her spine as the images of the last time she had fought him filled her head. He and Claire had been brutal when they tearned up against her; she’d thought she would

the ring with a smirk similar to Coach Baxter’s and lifted himself into the ring. He slipped through the ropes slowly without taking his eyes off her and then straightened bis huge, muscular

was the most ridiculous match–up she had ever seen.

stand next to the coach. His eyes were flashing red and then back to amber, and that made her heart start to calm

opponent again

she needed. She had watched Dexter fight enough times to know he was a powerful striker but too heavy–handed and way too arrogant. She would use that against him. All the times he had shoved or hit her came to her mind,

herself at him and, at the last second. She narrowly missed his huge fist as she twisted her body and threw a punch

propel herself back into him and aimed her next

was enough to send her

students joined him. And that sound was enough to make her open her eyes and focus nan the Alplu again the ignored the pain as she got to her feet, and

be the adornaline pumping through her veins

all you got, human?” Dexter taunted. “Come on, give me

he did. The arrogant