Nick POV
He turned to check on an unconscious Braidy, only to feel the side of her foot connect with his right knee, the full force of her weight behind it. His leg buckled, and he fell down onto one knee. She’d done this to him yesterday, lucky for him it was the other knee, or she might bloody have dislocated it otherwise. It was actually still paining him a bit, Rip was not healing him, where his Mate was hurting him, it seemed.
The second he was down on his knee, she was on his back. Had him in a full choke hold. Her legs were completely around his waist, squeezing hard to keep her position good and firm. Nick felt his airway be constricted by her her choke hold. Felt Rip depart to the back of his mind and lay down, was not willing to assist anyway. ‘your fight.’ he’d heard Rip mutte
