His Huntress

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John POV:

            Training with the McKee, whom I hate by the way. We both are aware of each other’s feelings for Bastet. It’s funny to me that we both want her for the same reason a come up. Don’t get me wrong I love her I do, but I am a stranger even though my uncle is her father third no one respects me. And in this business not having respect is dangerous. The last mission I went on with the team left me in the basement to fight off newly turned vampires by myself. If it wasn’t for Bastet I would have died or been turned. The “legacies” have never seen me as one of their own and never will. And the way I see it if I can’t be one of them, I will marry one of them and become their superior. Besides, I deserve her, and I will get her, unlike them I took my time to get to know her, to cherish her, to love her.

           As McKee and I kept training Bastet walked in just the sight of her made everyman lose concentration, she is wearing navy blue high waist leggings with a black sports bra. She is beautiful some say she looks like her mother. Bastet is 5’5 150 lbs., mahogany skin, auburn hair, and dark green eyes. Lost in the thought about how her plump lips felt around my d**k, I get a punch that sends me flying into the padded wall. f*****g McKee sucker punched me while I was looking at my Bastet, next thing I know Bastet is helping me from the ground.

            “So, we sucker punch during training now McKee”, Bastet says with disgust.

            “Well the fucker should have been paying attention”, McKee said with a smirk on his face.

            “You are such as coward”, Bastet said.

            “What the f**k did you just say to me”, McKee said as he stalked towards Bastet. I grabbed his arm there is no way I am going to let him touch her. He pushes me then Bastet sucker punches him and he drops to the flood with a loud thump. Everyone that was training stopped and stare at us.

            “How do you like that asshole”, Bastet said inches from his face, then everyone laughed.

            “YOU f*****g b***h I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS”, McKee said as he attempts to get up before I can say or do anything Abrams walked in mad as hell.

            “WHAT THE f**k DID YOU JUST SAY TO MY DAUGHTER!”, he yells to a now standing McKee.

            “Nothing sir”

            “IT DIDN’T SOUND LIKE NOTHING. I WILL NOT TOLERATE MY DAUGHTER BEING DISRESPECTED”, Commander Abrams yells.

            “Dad it's ok”, Bastet whispers, she hates when her dad is upset.

            “YOU ARE GOING TO LEARN TO RESPECT MY DAUGHTER…. ALL OF YOU ARE ONE ASS WHOPPING AT A TIME!”, he looks around the room as he yells.

            “You are going to beat the respect out of him in front of everyone”, he said as he looks at her with anger.

            “Sir, it will be an honor to fight for her honor”, I say as I look at my Bastet.

            “NO! my daughter will fight for her own honor in the ring NOW!”, Abrams boomed.

        After he said what needed to, he said everyone was called into the training room and sat around the ring.  He wanted every man here to witness what happens when you disrespect his daughter, Bastet got in first than McKee.

            “The fight is over when your opponent yields”, Abrams said.

        Bastet made the first move; she hit McKee and busted his lip open which made him mad. He attempted to kick her in her stomach, but she blocks it leaving her face open and he punches her squire in the noise. Thank goodness it didn’t break but it left her dazed and McKee took advantage of it he continually hit her in her face until she falls on the mat. I felt the urge to go in the ring and stop his assault on her, but I know in her eyes and Abrams it would make her look weak. I look over at Abrams and I see just how uneasy he is watching the fight. I know he wants to jump it and whoop McKee's ass, but he didn’t for the same reason I didn’t. Bastet got up she punched McKee in the throat making him choke, then she kicked him in the stomach bringing him down. She got on top of him and started beating him in the face.

        We all watched the fight, from the looks of it these two will probably beat each other to death before either of them yields. It was brutal, they wore no boxing gloves neither of them had any protection whatsoever. The was a fight for survival and only the strong will survive it. McKee grabbed Bastet by the hair and kneed her in the face. In return Bastet punched him in the balls, he fell and Bastet continued her assault.

            “YIELD”, she yells as she practically river dances on his balls.

            “NO! f**k YOU!”, McKee said as he screamed in pain.

            “FINE BY ME YOU WON’T HAVE ANY HEIRS”, she says as she continues stopping on his balls as he screamed in pain.

            “YIELD…. YIELD…..YIELD”, everyone chanted hoping McKee will listen.

            “f**k! I YIELD…..I YIELD”, McKee finally screamed as he coughed up blood.

            “LET THAT BE A LESSON TO ALL OF YOU! YOUR FUTURE COMMANDER AND CHIEF WILL NOT BE DISRESPECTED!”, Abrams yelled as I escorted Bastet to her room.

         Once we go to her room, I laid her on the bed and looked at her. The fight was brutal she has a swollen eye, busted lip, her ribs might be fractured, her knuckles are bleeding. She was prepared to beat the respect into McKee or die trying. After a while she went to sleep, Abrams came in as I addressed her wounds. He said he had to attend to the issue with McKee. He took over attending to her wounds and told me my Uncle wants to talk to me. I left and went into my Uncle's office.

            “Uncle you wanted to see me”, I asked.

            “Yes, I want to talk to you about you, McKee, and Bastet”, damn I really don’t want to explain my feeling for her right now.

            “What about it”, I asked playing stupid.

            “The council will make Bastet marry before she can take over and chances are she will marry McKee. The association can’t have a love triangle affecting its structure. So whatever you feel for her put it aside”

            “There is no love triangle Uncle”, I say confused. Bastet doesn’t have feelings for McKee that I know of.

            “Really now, then what was that fight about”, he said with a raised eyebrow.

        I confessed to him everything, Bastet and I secret relationship. My plans to marry her and use our marriage to establish me into the association. Don’t get me wrong I love Bastet, but I am more of a self-preservation kind of person. When those vampires attacked my family, I hid in the saferoom and wouldn’t open the door for them. Yeah, some people would have opened the door not me I knew if I opened the door all of us would have been killed. I never told my Uncle what really happened I just told him I got to the saferoom and they never made it.

            “Nephew you know Abrams is my best friend, I don’t want you to hurt this daughter”, my Uncle said with a stern voice.

               “I know Uncle and trust I do love her, but I want respect as well”, I say disappointedly that I want my respect more than I love her.

                “Well, I hope she feels the same way because if she marries McKee you are f****d”, he said with a soft laugh.