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“Alright, let’s cut the chit chat. I’ve wanted to smash that face of yours for quite a while. I’m glad you offered yourself up for a beating.”
Zade taunts quietly.
“Like you said, cut the chit chat. I hope you can live up to your talk,”
Atticus replies.
Frowning, I watch as each one steps forward, both going in for the offence straight away. Attack, block, strike, strike, block, duck, counter, strike, block,
I watch as they get faster and faster, sometimes landing a small brush, but nothing major. That’s until Zade feigns three attacks in a row before going for a hit straight for Atticus’s neck
I flinch as Atticus is thrown back, but he manages to land on his feet, one hand on the ground as the force still pushes him hack. Zade is in front of him in a flash, a blur, as he attacks him again
Atticus jumps to the side, blocking smoothly, and I frown. He’s good, but he’s going to lose. Zade is damn relentless. Trust me, I know, I have trained and trained, but he still throws me around like a damn sack
Suddenly, I see Zade go flying back, his back hitting a tree. He grunts at the impact, although he’s instantly on his feet. I see him cough and I gasp, spotting the blood on his hand.
I turn to Atticus, my stomach churning at the cold expression on his face. Gone is that hint of a smile that is always there, or the warmth in his eyes that I never noticed until now is gone.
He kicks off, meeting Zade midway as they continue their barrage of attacks on one another. I move back as they are getting more violent, not wanting to get another pummelling. Neither is going easy nor caring that they are getting hurt. Both are bleeding now, and the attacks are too fast for me to keep up.
Atticus is thrown back, the sound of tearing fills the ate, and Zade is left holding his shirt.
Darma…
I almost get up to check on Atticus but he’s already up, swwat trickding down that drool-worthy body, his brown locks fall in front of his eyes he shakes his head to get them off his face, wiping the corner of his mouth, breathing hard eyes, and
Well now, that’s hot….
A movement from Zade makes me turn to see he’s taken off his hoodie, he’s drenched in sweat too, and he’s also breathing hard, but there’s a glint of enjoyment in his eyes
The dude is sadistic, trust me
He advances towards Atticus, who backs up before he does a backflip using the tree behind him for leverage as Zade rushes at him. He flips over, aiming a kick at Zade’s neck. Zade blocks, but the force makes him stagger back
Atticus doesn’t give him a chance to recover, as he tries to grab his neck but Zade twists, knocking his arm back, forcing Atticus to shift target. Instead, he grabs his arm but the smirk on Atticus’s face makes me wonder if that was his plan all along.
His eyes glimmer as he twists Zade’s arm behind him, slamming his foot into his back as he pushes him to the ground.
“I win.”
He murmurs, breathing hard.
“No, you fucking don’t.”
Zade snarls menacingly as his aura surges forward and I gasp when I hear the breaking of bones as Zade pulls free, at the cost of popping his arm out of its socket. He spins around kicking Atticus, who only partially blocks, as he’s knocked to the ground.
Fuck!
“Zade!”
I growl
But the damn psycho is smirking as he forces his arm back into place. Atticus looks surprised before he smiles.
“Interesting,”
he says as he cracks his knuckles and rolls his neck before they both rush at one another once again and from the very first punch exchanged, it’s obvious neither is holding back. This could go badly.
This is fucking brutal, but even that is an understatement.
They’ve taken their game up a few notches and the aim is no longer to defeat the other but to inflict pain.
“Ok, isn’t that enough?”
I snap, as I manage to get to my feet, although I’m still fucking hurting.
Both ignore me as the sound of bones breaking and blood makes me look around. Where the fuck is Valerie?!
“You should be resting,”
Atticus grunts breathlessly as his nails tear through Zade’s chest, Zade counters by dragging his own claws down Atticus’ abs.
“Fuck, you better not ruin that sexy body. I growl through the mind-link before I can stop myself
“Thanks for letting me know which side you’re on’ Zade responds, unphased as he slashes through Atticus’s left flank. 1 clench my jaws.
“Val, where are you?”
I ask through gritted teeth. “Things are getting fucking messy.
“They’re big boys. I’m coming. I’m just grabbing some popcorn.’
What the fuck?
“Popcorn? Doctor Luna, you’re meant to be bringing fucking medical supplies. Both are bleeding and there are broken bones
“What?”
her voice is serious now ‘Damn I can’t mind-link either! They’ve blocked me out!”
I guess now she gets it
Both men are on the floor, as they exchange punches, both trying to get the upper hand in what is definitely pretty much a draw. Zade snaris as he manages to kick Atticus off him with a sudden spurt of strength.
Atticus groans as he rolls over, the front of his pants is stained with the blood from his torso, and I hope his family jewels are safe. Fucking alphas
Both get to their feet, and I rush forward, raising my hands just as they both stop, their chests hitting my hands as they glare at one another over my head.
“Can you both just fucking stop?”
I growl, dropping my hands, very aware of a certain thumping heart beneath my fingers “Enough.”
“What on earth is this? You said it was just a light match, Zade!”
Valerie hisses
And you believed that? I think, but don’t say anything.
“We’re fine, Valerie,”
Atticus says before he gives that charming smile that he wears so often as if he didn’t just get into a violent fight. “We were just sparring, the way you guys seem to consider the norm in your pack. Besides, I think Zade looks better with a couple of bruises and broken bones.”
“Likewise.”
Zade counters. I shake my head, feeling Atticus’s eyes on me, but I’m trying not to look at him because I don’twant him to think I care- and I don’t.
“Well, you both need seeing too. Atticus, do you have any broken bones?”
Valerie asks and only now do I realise she smells of popcorn. Damn, girl was actually getting popcorn.
“No,”
Atticus says as he does something to his shoulder, not even flinching as it clicks into place.
Valerie nods. “Well Adriana, can you bandage him up? I’m going to take a look at Zade.”
“Wait what? Why should 1? I’m not a doctor.”
“Well, I know for a fact you know how to dress a wound. Please, he needs a shower, too. Then come over to mine for lunch.”
I clench my jaw, annoyed, but she’s my luna and I can’t really fucking disobey a direct order.
“Right,”
I say, but I can still show my displeasure. “Come on,”
I growl to Atticus, who picks up his torn shirt and presses it to one of his deeper wounds.
Zade smirks but I don’t fucking know why. He looks a shit show too and when he moves, he’s limping a little.
Idiots.
We part ways, and I lead the way back to the packhouse. Although I’m aching all over, he’s definitely in worse shape, but he still walks with his shoulders back and his male ego oozing off him.
“Happy now?”
I ask as I enter the packhouse and glare at him.
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