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.

like me but 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 best. All I need to do

as she spins. on the ball of her feet. She’s lithe and fast,

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when you’re tired…

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

and I

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

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

a clumsy punch of my own. She

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

punch me again, and I realise we are just a few feet away from one of the large weight training machines. I roll over as she lunges at

I hope I don’t overdo it.

flinch when I hear the clang of the machine and the pained whimper that comes from her before her body lands on the floor. I spin around,

“That was low.”

I reply, glancing at the machine behind her once again. She runs at me, and I

my leg up straight at

to block, but she doesn’t expect it and my knee connects straight with her face. She falls and I drop to the ground, stumbling as I turn to

through me. My head hurt from when she pulled

his voice

floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel, who

interest.

sorry. Are you alright?” I whisper,

to her. She

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

done a lot more damage and

wouldn’t heal. 1

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

happy to spar

yet the moment you

this a warning. Stay away from

up sharply. “Zedkiel… they can-”

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255