Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

1 tilted my head, giving him an exasperated look. "Are you giving me psychology lesson?"

"Maybe." He shrugged, his eyes teasing. "But it's working, isn't it?"

I didn't respond, just exhaled softly.

Logan patted my shoulder, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Though

I have to say... that throw was badass. Total alpha move. Even if you looked like a crazy woman ready to murder someone.*

"Rude!" I playfully punched his shoulder.

Logan laughed and pulled me into a hug. "You need to focus. Helen as combat training, and you can't fight like a jealous girlfriend. You can beat her easily, but only if you keep your head clear."

"Fine... fine." I said reluctantly. "How are you so good at this? You just found your mate yesterday too?"

this stuff more than you have. You've been busy with your shop, never had time to discuss mate dynamics. Plus,

your positions!"

snapped back to the present. The stands were filled with spectators, and someone was demonstrating moves to Helen. My

gave me one last

veins, excitement building once more. Una prowled within me,

me. I felt him trying to connect with my mind, but I shut that door firmly. I needed to concentrate, and nothing he could say would help now. This

out, and Helen

the right. I raised my forearm

She used her momentum to drop down, sweeping my legs out

neck and flipped her off me. We rolled together, and she landed a hard punch to the back of my head. I pinned

called out loudly. I wanted everyone to know I wasn't done. Helen rolled

that all you've got?"

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