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.

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

she spins. on the ball of her feet. She’s lithe and fast, wasting no time

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when you’re tired…

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

and I

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

my head, feeling the jarring pain

my

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

weight training machines. I roll over as she lunges at me and I catch

hope I

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

“That was low.”

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

leg up straight at her

her face. She falls and I

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

says, his voice holding a

still on the floor, slowly getting up

interest.

Are you alright?”

to her. She smacks

to place a hand on my

had done a lot more damage and

wouldn’t heal. 1

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

were happy to spar and attack

the moment you

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

up sharply.

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

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