My Second Chance

Sapphire's P.O.V

I side stepped each of her attacks easily. A smirk formed on my lips as beads of sweat started to trickle down her face. The astonished faces of the people in the crowd also helped my amusement.

We have already been fighting nonstop for 25 minutes. Even for werewolves, it should already tire us.

I haven't made any moves to punch her and she didn't get any on me. I'm just waiting for her to tire herself out and stop instead of one of us being unconscious. Punch her, show her who she's dealing with, Drew growled in annoyance of the lack of violence. Yeah, this is getting boring, Gwen grumbled. Oh, so you guys finally agree on something? I asked sarcastically. Shut up, Gwen mumbled. Fine, this is getting nowhere, I mumbled and aimed a punch for specifically nowhere.

"Owww!" Jennifer protested as my fist somehow landed on her shoulder. But the innocent stupid me let the guilty weigh me down.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry." I gasped. "Bitch." She growled and used the chance to punch me in the gut. I doubled over in pain as all the air available in my lungs left my chest due to the punch. Okay, this girl has one strong punch. "Sapph!" I heard someone yelled my name. I started to see black spots and my vision blurred.

Drew said and an undeniably strong energy coursed through me. I instantly felt

I smirked in confidence. I don't care that the dark side of me was surfacing a little, all I want right now is to finish this fight. And

snickered mentally. I side stepped and punched her shoulder. She groaned in pain. A gasp escaped the crowd. I saw Ryder looked at me with worry out of the corner of my eye. I threw him a flirty wink and smile before returning to the problem. She growled

I growled. "Never. A member of the Dark Moon Pack never gives up." She gritted. I have to admit, I look up

the air. What am I doing? I was never a violent one. What changed? Her flirting with our mate, that changed, Gwen snorted. No seriously, what am I doing? I furrowed my eyes in confusion. The crowds murmured in confusion. "Sapph?" I looked up into my confused mate's eyes. "Let's stop." I murmured, standing up and dusted my denim shorts. Jennifer snorted. "I'm not giving up easily." She

fist could make contact with my skin. I punched her in her gut. The crowd cheered as she groaned. She spit some kind of red substance which I soon recognized it's metallic smell. I can't do this anymore, I wailed as my heart started to fill with guilt. I'll seriously hurt her if I continue. "Scared?" Jennifer spit. "Scared? Do you want a punch aimed

fun, the deep

eyes met his grey worried ones. I gave him a weak smile which I hope looks like a reassuring grin. Gahh, who am I kidding? I probably look like a dead chicken that has been ran over by a lorry multiple times. Drew, ya okay? I asked worriedly. I'm fine. She's... She's

sorry for this, please forgive me." I growled out, letting Gwen take over me. And the only thing Gwen wants right now