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.

at Maryka, who had 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 show on my

and this time 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.

will… when you’re tired…

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

and I

gasp as I try to regain myself only for

the jarring pain shoot up my arm as her punch

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

I land with a thump on my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel Zedkiel’s anger rising. I

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 me and I catch her with my feet, which connect

hope I don’t overdo it.

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

“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,

up straight

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

from when she pulled my hair and my

Zedkiel says, his voice

on the floor, slowly

interest.

you alright?” I whisper, holding

She smacks it away

off, only for Zedkiel to place a hand on my

She had done a lot more damage and I

wouldn’t heal. 1

says firmly, looking down at the woman who, to my horror, is bleeding from her

You were happy to spar and

moment you got hurt, you get

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

looks up sharply.

my wrist as he pulls me towards the door. I bite back a whimper as pain rushes through my aching arm. But

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