I Am The Luna

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.

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"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, I

realise 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 a

wave 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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