Chapter 59

Our Future

ALEJANDRO.

I dig my claws into the ground, jumping up as I growl, running at him. This time, I manage to knock him to the ground. But he instantly uses it to his advantage, throwing me over his shoulder and getting up.

In a flash, I’m in front of him, and I don’t hold back, just the way I don’t with Dante. That fucker is the only one who can beat my ass.

But despite my ruthless attacks, I’m unable to wrap my head around how Royce Arden is so strong.

I’m breathing hard, my eyes burning red and even when I kick him in the stomach, not once do his eyes change from their usual grey. As if this is just a game to him.

I don’t want to draw blood, but I need to see him lose control. I want to see his truth.

“Time to end this fucker.” I growl.

In a flash, I’m in front of him, my claws coming out, one hand grabbing his neck, the other ready to slash through his chest and that’s when his eyes flash a dazzling blue.

“Not so fast!” His cold reply comes.

He grips my hand that is around his neck tightly. The other hand shoots out and grabs my neck, as he brings his knee up, stopping me from ripping through his chest.

Our eyes lock, red against bright blue. We’re in a deadlock, a battle of strength alone and this is not one I usually lose… but right now, I’m losing.

Growling, I reinforce my hold, my aura swirling around me like a dark cloak, and that’s when I feel it, a surge of power as his eyes meet mine. Immense power.

Suddenly he kicks me off him, pain rushes through my stomach and chest and I don’t fucking know what happened, but the next thing I know, I’m thrown against the hospital wall, pain shooting through my entire fucking body from the impact.

He gets to his feet, brushing his fingers through the hair that has come loose from his hair tie, breathing hard.

I move forward, hissing as I realise something is fucking broken.

sharply to see his eyes are back to normal, and there’s a glimmer of concern in

get to my feet cause like fuck am I going to let

ain’t over yet, fucker.” I say with a

glances at my chest. “You have several fractured

we are. I’m

raises an eyebrow

like I’m fucking getting on

what you fucking

are stubborn, just like

I ain’t falling for your shit!” I lunge at him, knocking him to the ground.

right, something is still broken inside of

teeth as another

instead of getting a punch in, he gets off me, and instead grabs my arm and twists it behind my back, his knee

really not enjoying this, so can we call

draw? A fucking draw? I just got my fucking

fucking hurts

I growl and he instantly

offer me a fucking

still supports a good few grazes and bruises. He also has a

covered in a layer of sweat,

pretty anymore. Aint no

feel smug

That’s fucking better…

you know that I rarely ever lose a sparring match?”

heard.” He replies, pulling

will win, so then why the fuck did you send everyone away? This was your moment

to boast that

Especially an Arden.

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