68. Her Taunts

EVANGELINE.

Celia!

That isn’t who I was expecting to face off against. I don’t know why, but I didn’t think we would actually meet in this challenge.

The weather is cold, with winter

approaching the evenings usually are. Ice clings to the ground, sparkling under the bright lights that cover the grounds.

I look at her as she tosses her hair and shows

off a little, blowing a few kisses to the

crowds. I know I won’t make it to the final

round of the fights, but if I could somehow make it to the next round…

It would help Zedkiel’s excellent score. I want to contribute to his success too. I don’t want to simply be a burden or be someone to ruin his score. I want to be deserving of him,

unlike the rest of the competitors – he had me, someone who is useless in comparison to the well-seasoned fighters the rest of

them are. I can see it too. There’s me with

my extra meat and them with their abs and

muscles….

Seeing her standing there in that hot pink sports bra with matching shorts, I realise I want to beat her. Years of tolerating her

mockery… I know violence doesn’t solve anything, but it might make me feel good…

Her innocent pretty front that always made

her look like the perfect princess and let her

just an Omega, but she is an

are both Lunas.

level. I will act like

“Three… Two… Start!”

in front of me rather

the side; her attack narrowly missing me as she runs past me, spinning on her heel. She aims another punch at me. I keep dodging as she throws hit after

She wants to hurt me. That’s no

mystery.

yet another attack and scan the

when a punch connects with my stomach and I double over, only for her to grab my pony, while yanking my head back as she knees me in the chin. Pain shoots through my body and for a moment I can’t breathe.

the crowd, and I taste blood in my mouth. I can feel Evelyn’s rage inside of

hammering against

reply quietly as I push Celia away, trying to catch my bearings.

and even her sister’s

She is selfish.

do I do?

giving me the chance… She tightens her own ponytail as she struts. towards me like she owns the place, just like she did at

thing is, I’m not that

Focus Evangeline…

warriors used to train, of what Zedkiel taught me and… How Zedkiel fought…

before Celia punches me in the side

makes me stagger back.

find her wearing her signature mean -girl smile

laughs,

The moment I

she rushes at me.

her foot coming toward my face; I barely manage to duck out of the way in time. She misses my face,

to punch her in the nose. Celia growls angrily, her

“You slut!”

of those things!

whore, slut,

endless from

while trying to

she kicks

a harsh breath, and I stumble backward, landing on my back. My head

of anger rush

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