When life gets bumpy…
AXEL
Daniel lunged for me, and I stepped out of the way just in time. He missed me by just a hair. He spun around, both of us panting heavily. “It’s been months. When are you going to mark her already?” he threw at me, continuing the conversation we were having during our training.
“It’s not that simple,” I growled as I went for him. My fist missed him as he rolled away from my attack.
“From where I’m standing, it is. She served herself up and said bite me. Just do it,” he insisted. I held up my hands, making an X with my forearms.
“Break,” I said. Daniel nodded, and we both hunched forward, bracing our hands on our knees. We had been going at each other for twenty minutes, and things were getting sloppy.
“All I’m saying is, she might think you’re backing do
