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.

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

ball of

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

room, an idea occurring to me, move

and I

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

pain

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

back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel Zedkiel’s anger rising. I was

the large weight training machines. I roll over as she lunges at me and I catch her with my feet, which connect with her stomach. Grabbing her arms, I push all my force into it, banking

hope I don’t overdo it.

push all of my force into my feet, throwing her over myself and straight into the machinery behind us. I flinch when I hear the clang of the machine and the pained whimper

“That was low.”

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

leg up straight

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

hurt from when she pulled my

says, his voice holding a hint of

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

interest.

sorry. Are you alright?” I whisper, holding

She smacks it away and

on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling the pain in my

She had done a lot

wouldn’t heal. 1

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

You were happy

you got hurt, you

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

up sharply. “Zedkiel…

bite back a whimper as pain rushes through my aching arm. But my

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