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
