Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 53

Maximus lost his spark in an instant. He had never beaten Elliot before. "Danielle, let’s forget about it," he said dejectedly.

At Shadow Fortress, their training regimen included hand-to-hand combat and shooting, and they often sparred with one another to hone their skills. Seeing the disappointment in Maximus’s eyes, Danielle figured there was no harm in a little practice session.

"Maximus, I don’t mind sparring with you," Danielle said without hesitation.

"Danielle, let’s not do this," Elliot protested. ’If she gets so much as a scratch under my watch, Mom and Dad would skin me alive, he thought.

"Elliot, do you not believe in me?" Danielle asked, her voice as calm as ever.

It would wound her pride if he said he didn’t trust her. But if he claimed

brother, there was no way he could refuse her. "I trust you. But

the sparring area on the training grounds. In the center stood Danielle and Maximus. At 6 foot 1,

a chance. After all,

win?" Justin

skills are top-notch, but Danielle’s marksmanship is impressive." "Obviously, Danielle will win," Lydia said

speculation, with the majority placing their bets on Maximus. They knew little

at the border. She was known as the Witch of the Frontier, a force

she paid no mind to them. To her, a sparring session was a test of skill,