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.

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 face. I need to focus on winning and doing my best. All I need to do is just bring her to her knees and

the ball of

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when you’re tired…

scan the room, an idea occurring to me, move to

and I

stagger back, the breath knocked. from me. I gasp as I try to regain myself only

my head, feeling the jarring pain shoot up my arm

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

on my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects

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

I hope I don’t

clang of the machine and the pained whimper that

“That was low.”

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

swinging my leg up straight at

she doesn’t expect it and my knee connects straight with her face. She falls and

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

says, his voice holding a hint of surprise.

Chasyn makes his way over to her. She’s still on the floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel, who is watching me with keen

interest.

sorry. Are you alright?” I

hand out to her. She smacks it away

to place a hand on my

lot more damage and

wouldn’t heal. 1

down at the woman who, to my

loser. You were happy to spar and attack

you got hurt, you get

people, Maryka. Consider this a warning. Stay away from my woman unless it’s completely necessary.” He

looks up sharply. “Zedkiel… they can-”

You two have helped enough. Let’s go, Evangeline.” He 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

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