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“But I’m right about the fact I don’t fit the box you want me to.”
He pauses, his eyes softening slightly. “No, it’s not what you’re thinking, I just
“Get out,”
I whisper.
He sighs looking down at me. “Give me a chance to explain myself.”
“You lost that chance when you were trying to avoid me. Get out, Atticus. Now.”
My heart thumps and for a moment outeyes meet, his gaze dipping to my heaving chest as if hesitating about what to do.
My breath hitches when I realise a part of me wants him to defy me, but Atticus definitely won’t.
“Fine. I will leave the room, alright? I don’t want to argue with you. I just, you’re getting this all wrong. I’m going will you at least tell me how those burns were inflicted?”
“It really doesn’t matter,”
I reply quietly.
He frowns before simply nodding. “It doesn’t, in a way, but at the same time it does.”
What does that even mean?
He sighs heavily, glancing around my room before he spares me one final look and leaves the room, closing the door behind him. I close my eyes, dropping backwards onto my bed.
I just want it over with. Who am I kidding like this?
Zade and Valerie shouldn’t have done this. Putting him here has only made me feel even more stressed out.
I try mind-linking Zade, but I’m reaching a blank. He’s blocked me off. Irritation ripples through me as I try to link to Valerie, but she’s got blocked me off too.
What the hell? I grab my phone, punching in a message and hit send.
ADRIANA: We need to talk about having him stay here.
To my irritation, Zade responds instantly, meaning the blocking of the mind-link was deliberate.
ZADE: Tomorrow at training.
I clench my jaw, resisting the urge to throw the phone, but instead I toss it onto the bed and stare at the ceiling,
Fuck you, Atticus Payne. “Fuck you!”
That night I barely slept, and for training I’m ready to unleash hell on Zade. I’m there on time and so is he. He’s already had his training session with Valerie, which I’m certain ended up getting pretty hot at times. He’s showered again, ready for another round of training, and his emotionless face is really triggering me today.
This is just what I need to vent.
“If you’re over emotional you will just get hurt worse than yesterday,”
Zade remarks as he wraps some bandages around his wrist. My eyes glimmer in irritation.
“I’m not emotional. I’m pissed though. Why did you let him invade my personal space? My fucking home! Or is it not my home in your eyes?”
I spit resentfully.
“What did he do?”
he asks, now frowning.
I scoff. “None of your goddamn business. But if he had, you would have been too late to have stopped him! You blocked me out last night!”
1 snarl as I throw the first punch. He blocks with ease as he counters my attack with one of his own.
“Shame.”
His reply only makes my blood boil further.
We exchange vicious blows, and I’m glad he isn’t questioning my violent attacks. Right now I need a sparring partner who I can attack with everything I have to vent and someone who I know can keep up with me with ease.
I let out an animalistic growl as I rip through a tree branch, snarling as one of my elongated claws breaks as I grab onto another branch. I ignore the blood, turning and lunge at Zade, who is on the tree branch just below. But at the last second, Irealise I’m done for.
Fuck!
Just as I reach him, he spins around, his foot connecting to my waist and I’m thrown back with such brutal force, my back hits a tree and jarring pain rushes through me before I go tumbling down. I welcome the pain, closing my eyes as I feel awave of calmness rush through me, but then I hear a deadly snarl that makes my eyes fly open as I sense the pure rage that envelops me
Suddenly a pair of arms catch me, sparks rush through me telling me exactly who it is, I’m pulled close to a strong chest, the powerful thudding of his heartbeat loud in my ears as he places me down.
“Do you call that training?”
Atticus snarls, I want to say something, but I’m coming up blank.
“Yeah. That’s how things are here. You really shouldn’t interfere,”
Zade’s cold voice comes.
“Doesn’t look like a fair match to me. How about you and I have a round?”
Atticus suggests. That makes my head snap up to the man who stands in front of me.
No! That’s fucking dangerous
“This is Zade. You don’t want to do that,”
I wheeze. Fuck, it hurts.
“I think you underestimate me.. I’m the only one who was considered a rival for Sebastian King, and as far as I know, he kicked Zade’s ass. Or am I wrong?”
My gaze snaps up to Zade, who cracks his knuckles.
“Sounds fun, let’s do it.”
Nothing about the look on Atticus’ or Zade’s face looks like this is going to be fun. I look around as the two alphas stare one another down.
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“He’s marked and mated! He will whip your ass even if you are considered Sebastian’s rival, plus he’s younger!”
I grow!, Zade smirks. “I kinda forget these men are getting old.”
Atticus raises an eyebrow. “Age is a number. It all depends on how you take care of yourself. Plus, I don’t need to be marked to face him. Are you worried about me?”
My heart skips a beat when those grey eyes turn on me, and I roll my eyes. “No. Go right ahead. I’d like to see your ass being whipped.”
Although yeah, according to the pictures I saw he’s definitely perfectly toned. That day when I rejected him it happened so fast that I never got a proper look at him, but his gym pics are enough to show me every defined muscle under those clothes and damn, he’s fine.
He’s fucking sexy, and that annoys the shit out of me.
“Valerie? You might want to get to the woods. Your mate and your brother are about to spar.’ I mind-link her
‘Oh hey, you mean your mate and your alpha?”
‘Really Val? Do you want either to break bones?’
She chuckles and I wonder why I’m the only one getting stressed about this. ‘It’s fine, they both will survive.
‘You’re supposed to be a doctor!’ 1 gasp.
She laughs again. ‘I’m coming to watch though. This is going to be fun.
Fun, she says.
Seriously?
I stare ahead as Zade jumps down from the tree, landing lithely on his feet. He’s dressed all in black – baggy pants and an oversized hoodie, and Atticus is in grey pants, with a white shirt and flipping smart shoes.
Really?
He rolls his sleeves up and I cock a brow.
“You know your pants might split?”
I try again to make him rethink this, trying not to look at his ass.
He looks at me and smirks. “Then let’s just hope they don’t.”
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