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.

is pretending for others… It was disappointing but I didn’t let it show on my face. I need to focus on winning and doing my

I duck. Moving aside, I stumble back as she spins. on the ball of her feet. She’s lithe and fast, wasting no time in between attacks.

“Fight!” She exclaims.

when you’re

idea occurring to me, move to the left, her leg connects

and I

knocked. from me. I gasp as I try to regain myself only for her

head, feeling the jarring pain shoot

hair back and I throw a clumsy punch of my own.

me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel Zedkiel’s anger rising. I

few feet away from one of the large weight training machines. I roll over as

I hope I don’t

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.”

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

my leg up straight at her jaw.

my knee connects straight with her face. She falls and I drop to the ground, stumbling as I turn to look

adrenaline rushes through me. My head hurt from when she pulled my hair and my entire body was bruised from her kicks and punches.

Zedkiel says, his voice holding a hint of surprise.

the floor, slowly getting up

interest.

alright?” I whisper,

her. She

for Zedkiel to place a hand on

had done a lot more damage and

wouldn’t heal. 1

ground.” He says firmly, looking down at the woman who, to my horror,

You were happy to spar and

moment you got hurt,

hate fake people, Maryka. Consider this a warning. Stay away from

up sharply. “Zedkiel… they

grabs his shirt, taking 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

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