25. A Match

EVANGELINE.

“Ok then, on three. One… Two… Three!” Chasyn signal goes and in a blink, Maryka darts at me, punching me across the face. I gasp as my head snaps to the side, feeling the jarring pain in my

neck and cheeks as I stumble back.

Zedkiel snarls, about to step forward. At the

same time Chasyn does, his eyes widening in

alarm and fear for his Luna. “It’s fine. We’re

fine. Please.” I whisper to Zedkiel, the taste of

blood in my mouth. My heart thumps loudly and I look at the brunette. A competitive glint in

her eyes.

Of course, there will be… they will all want to

win…

“Let them go at it, it will help Evangeline.” Chasyn murmurs, walking around to his

brother. I have a feeling it’s to stop him in case he tries something against Maryka. Zedkiel’s eyes narrow but he says nothing, his eyes burning red…

I focus on Maryka, thinking she went straight

for the face.

“Are there any rules?” I ask.

“None.” Zedkiel replies coldly.

an expression that I recognise pretty well on her face. The look of someone who doesn’t really like me but is pretending for others… It was disappointing but I didn’t let it

the ball of her feet.

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

scan the room, an idea occurring to me, move

and I

breath knocked. from me. I gasp as I try to

pain shoot up my arm

punch of my own. She catches my fist, twisting it around, and pushes

before she shoves me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel Zedkiel’s anger rising. I was disappointing him….

as she lunges at me and I catch her with my feet, which connect with

I hope I don’t overdo it.

the machinery behind us. I flinch when I hear the clang of the machine and the pained whimper that comes from her before her body

“That was low.”

reply, glancing at the machine behind her once again. She runs at me, and I do the same, but instead of attacking her, I jump, grabbing onto the top bar of the

up straight at her jaw.

and my knee connects straight with her face. She falls and I drop to

from when she pulled my hair and my entire body was

wins.” Zedkiel says, his voice holding

her. She’s still on the floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel, who

interest.

Are you alright?” I whisper, holding

to her. She smacks

a hand on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling the

lot more

wouldn’t heal. 1

down at the woman who, to my horror, is bleeding from her nose. “You shouldn’t

happy to spar and attack

the moment you got hurt, you get

a warning. Stay away from my woman unless it’s

looks up sharply. “Zedkiel… they

hold of my wrist as he pulls me towards the door. I bite back a whimper as pain rushes through my aching arm. But my heart is thumping for another reason… He called me by

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