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.

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 keep her

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

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

to me, move to the

and I

as I try to regain myself only for her to punch

jarring pain shoot up my arm as

punch of my own. She catches my fist, twisting it around, and pushes me to the ground.

head connects

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

I don’t overdo

I flinch when I hear the clang of the machine and the pained whimper that comes from her before her body lands on

“That was low.”

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

swinging my leg up straight at

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

The adrenaline rushes through me. My head hurt from when she pulled my

his voice

makes his way over to her. She’s still on the floor, slowly getting up

interest.

Are you alright?” I

hand out to her. She smacks

off, only for Zedkiel to place a hand on my shoulder. I

had done a lot more damage and I

wouldn’t heal. 1

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

happy

you got hurt,

fake people, Maryka. Consider this a warning. Stay away from my woman unless

sharply. “Zedkiel…

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

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