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.

was disappointing but I didn’t let it show on my face. I need to focus on winning and doing my best. All I need to do is just

again, and this time I duck. Moving aside, I stumble back as she spins. on the ball of her feet. She’s lithe and

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

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

and I

from me. I gasp as I try to regain

time I block my head, feeling the jarring pain shoot up my arm as her

them. She yanks my hair back and I throw a clumsy punch of my own. She catches my fist,

a thump on my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can

the large weight training machines. I roll over as she lunges at me and I catch her with my feet, which connect with her

Goddess, I hope I don’t overdo

the machinery behind us. I flinch when I hear the clang of the machine

“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

up straight at her

She falls and I drop to the ground, stumbling as I turn to look at the woman on the floor.

from when she pulled my hair and my entire body was bruised from

his voice holding a

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

interest.

alright?”

her. She smacks it away and I

for Zedkiel to place a hand on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling the pain

a lot more

wouldn’t heal. 1

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

happy

the moment you got hurt, you

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

up sharply.

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

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