I Am The Luna

ADRIANA

"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.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

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."

"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

1 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.