Page 81 of Primal Bonds 1

Nolan snapped his fingers. “All right, boys, get into the car.”

Lan opened the door to the passenger seat and we hopped in. Inside was spacious and luxurious, and it was only then that I realized this was a limo of sort, but a shorter one, with the seats facing each other.

Aka and I sat on the back seat while Lan sat facing us. Nolan got in then and took a seat beside Lan. Once the door was shut, he tapped on the glass window behind him, and the car started moving forward.

Nolan said, “How is my beautiful nephew doing? And how is the search for Kuro going?”

Bynephewhe meant me. Apparently, he had started referring to me as his nephew simply because Adam had taken me in and he was Adam’s younger brother.

I didn’t mind that he was so nice and everything, but I didn’t want him to refer to me as his nephew because it implied something I didn’t want. I was in love with Adam romantically, after all.

I said, “It’s useless. Maybe we should move the search to the other territories?”

Nolan shook his head. “Adam and I won’t have you boys doing that, for your safety. Besides, Adam alreadyhad a team scouring the other territories; shouldn’t you be satisfied?”

I knew that Adam had hired a private team to search for Kuro in the Valentino and the Montgomery territories, but I just felt like I needed to do something more. Of course, there was the possibility that Kuro was taken back by the institute, too, but I refused to think that. The thought of Kuro suffering under those bastards was just too much. Yet at the same time, what could I do if he was indeed back at the institute?

Nolan leaned forward and patted my head. I looked up at him and he said, “Don’t stress too much. You know when you’re stressed, it worries Adam, and it worries me.”

I was about to say sorry but caught myself in time. Instead, I said, “I’ll make sure not to get too stressed out.”

Nolan chuckled. “Good boy.”

The car came to a stop and Nolan said, “Before we head over for dinner, you boys want to check out a boxing gym? Adam and Chase go here often. In fact, they’re here now, probably beating the crap out of each other. Let’s drag them with us to dinner, why don’t we?”

“That’s a good idea,” Aka said, undoing his seat belt. “And I’ve always wanted to see a boxing gym.”

Moments later, we followed Nolan in through a double door of the building, and once we were inside, I could feel this intense vibe blasting straight at us. Roaring and cheering echoed throughout the hall, and I saw a bunch of big, bulky men pumping their fists in the air.

Wow! They were very gung-ho, weren’t they? The atmosphere was high and intense.

As we walked in farther, the noise got louder, and the intensity increased. I shifted my gaze to the ring, where everyone’s attention and cheering were directed.

In the ring were two men and they were currently going at each other, punching and kicking at speeds I couldn’t imagine any men, even the pro boxers, could even master. Beastkin, as I recently found out, were indeed intense and fast.

“Looks like they’re at it,” Nolan said, chuckling.

“Isn’t that Chase?” Aka asked, looking bewildered at the guy wearing blue shorts and blue boxing gloves and headgear.

I looked closely, too, and realized that that was indeed Chase. His muscles were bulging like I’ve never seen on him before. Then again, I had never seen him without this much clothing off before since he was mostly in his scrubs or working clothes and a doctor coat when he was at the clinic.

Chase’s opponent wore red shorts and boxing gloves and headgear, his muscles bulging as well, firm and big. Despite that they looked the same height and size, strangely enough, I felt like the opponent was much stronger than Chase.

Swish! Swish! Swish!They swiftly swung their fists at each other, missing each other’s face and other body parts by mere inches. Once again, Chase threw his mighty fist toward his opponent. The man sidestepped Chase and then swung his fist toward Chase’s back, thussending Chase stumbling forward, which made Aka gasp. “Oh, no!”

Wow! That other man was strong, wasn’t he?

Suddenly, I was invested in the fight and I found myself moving toward the ring, eager for a closer look at the battle unfolding. I was also wondering who Chase’s opponent was. At this point and from this position, I couldn’t quite see his face because he had his back to us, but strangely enough, his build and the way he moved seem very familiar to me. He moved like Adam, with that ease and grace I found so sexy.

Chase sent another fist at the opponent. Swiftly, the opponent rewarded Chase one in return, and then they continued to smash each other in the face, swinging their fists at each other at, once again, speeds I couldn’t quite comprehend. How could they move that fast? My eyes couldn’t even keep up.

And holy shit! The intensity in which they sent blows at each other. I swore if they didn’t have headgear on, their skulls would have been broken.

They switched positions and now Chase had his back to us, and finally I got to see who the opponent was. The moment I did, however, I felt my stomach knotting in dread.

Adam?That man up there boxing was Adam? But of course, it would explain why I had thought the build and movement seemed familiar.

I tensed and held my breath as Chase and Adam went at each other some more. Oh, shit! Was it normal for a pair of friends to beat each other up so intensely like that in boxing?

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