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

everything… I am just an Omega,

now, we are equal; we are both Lunas. Even

level. I will act

“Three… Two… Start!”

of me rather

missing me as she runs past me, spinning on her heel. She

wants to hurt me. That’s

mystery.

yet another attack and scan the

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

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

against the walls she’s

this is my fight.’ I reply quietly as I push Celia

me and even her sister’s death didn’t humble her.

She is selfish.

I do?

I know that much, but she isn’t really giving me the chance… She tightens her own ponytail as she struts. towards me like she

thing is, I’m not

Focus Evangeline…

remember what I saw when the warriors used to train, of what Zedkiel

a deep breath just before Celia punches me in the side

makes me

her wearing her signature mean -girl smile on her

Celia laughs, and

and focus. The moment I get my

she rushes at me.

just as I see her foot coming toward my face; I barely manage to duck out of the way in time. She misses my face, her foot connecting with my shoulder.

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

“You slut!”

of

whore, slut,

are endless from her

I defend while trying to

when she kicks me

The air leaves my lungs in a harsh breath, and I stumble backward, landing on my back. My head bounces off the

flash of anger

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