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

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

she was ready, but Dexter had been waiting for it. He rushed towards her straight away with a sneer

to think as she dodged out of his way. She forced her brain into gear to observe his movements, and one thing she noticed as he lifted his arm and prepared to swing was how sloppy he was He didn’t look comfortable

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 he behaved here, completely disregarding everyone

head. That was a c death blow if she had ever seen one,

to follow her. She hoped they wouldn’t let him fight anyone else without proper training after this because he would kill someone. No matter how well the other students healed nothing could be done

little bitch. Come here

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 had mastered it long before she had known she wasn’t a wolf. The star embedded in Dexter’s arm and

It was Lime to tap out. There would be no shame in that when the other option was to lose her life at the

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

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

and she could

dodge too much when he launched at her and caught the side of her face with 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 her into the ring ropes, which in turn propelled her

head throbbing. With a groan, she reached

Her head

gashes there like Dexter had also used his claws. was spinning when she dared to look up at the approaching Alpha and saw blood on the

fingers.

had partially shifted to claw her, and that wasn’t

selfles

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

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