Ava by L.G.Savage (HeartBreak)

hapter 105

Ava quelled the

hint of excitement she felt when 1

Dester walked into the ring

or with

ia sharp axe in each hand

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didn’t understand where this excitement came from. Usually, in the face of such danger, her fear would have crippled her and she would have been on the verge of a panic attack. Dexter gripped both axes as he stoned in his corner without moving, his gaze not leaving her face for a second.

Her heart should have been pounding. She’d dreaded seeing Dester again, but right now, all she felt was the adrenaline rush because she wanted to beat him again. She wanted to bring this jerk to his knees again and have him beg for mercy.

They were impossible thoughts. Luck had been on her side last time, Dexter certainly wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. But it didn’t stop her from imagining it. She wanted that so bad she was practically drooling, even if Dexter’s axes looked sharp enough to slice a limb right off.

She pulled herself back at that thought. She would be enclosed in a magical barrier with an Alpha holding t doubted the academy would do anything to stop him.

two dearly weapons, and she really

fear settled in her when she saw the hatred in his eyes again. It pushed back her

but Dexter had been waiting for it. He rushed towards her straight

didn’t look comfortable with his weapons and

an Alpha; his training should have started early in his pack. He should have been on her level with the weapons. Maybe Dexter didn’t take his duties as seriously as he should have. That was easy to assume, seeing how

for her head. That was a c death blow if she had

to follow her. She hoped they wouldn’t let him fight anyone else without proper training after this because he

Come here Dester

dodged, she pulled a throwing star from the sheath and threw it. A race of humans called these stars shuriken, and the art of throwing them was shurikenjutsu She

into blazing fury. He looked deadly as he approached her again. It was Lime to tap out. There would be no shame in that when the other option was to lose her life at the hands of

with the weapons. When she threw another star, it struck his forearm, making him drop the other axe. Maybe now she could take a blow from him so she could tap out because it wouldn’t make sense to do when the was the

himself, but she could see he was already healing. He had veins popping up on his temples as

she could

his fist. If she had thought his blow in their first match was painful, this our was multiplied a hundred times. She screamed as the force of it knocked

just her head throbbing. With a groan, she reached down her side

Her head

when she dared to look up at the approaching Alpha and saw blood

fingers.

her, and that

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Emily. A wolf with no homur had no business leading a park. He would never be

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