Page 177 of Bitten By the Fae
Tray did reluctantly and gave Zeph a look that spoke volumes. “You’re a cockblocking dick, Zeph.”
“Shall I make it twenty?” he countered, that famous eyebrow of his inching upward into his hairline.
“I’m only listening to you right now for Ella because twenty laps would piss her off,” Tray replied before taking off after his mate.
“Goading my brother?” Kols asked as he jogged up to join us, his abs flexing seductively with the movement. And now I wanted to lick him.
“He just makes it so easy,” Zeph drawled.
Shade wrapped his arm around me, pulling me back into his hot form. “I thought we were sparring?” he whispered against my ear.
“You all are killing me,” I muttered, more to myself than to them.
“Ready to beg already?” Zeph pitched his voice low so the others couldn’t overhear. “That’s a shame, Aflora. I expected to have to try harder.”
Kols chuckled, but Shade just pressed his nose to my neck and inhaled softly.
My blood was on fire.
And I wanted to choke all of them.
“Stop stalling and come play with me,” Shade breathed, causing goose bumps to trail down my exposed arms.
He pulled me backward by several feet, drawing me into one of the sparring rings. His flirtation captured the attention of several students in our class, including the two standing in the circle beside ours.
“Well, aren’t you two cute,” Emelyn drawled, her tone holding a touch of derision.
“Someone’s jealous,” her partner replied, smirking at Shade and giving him a friendly nod. Yeah, these two were definitely friends. Which had me wondering how Emelyn had found herself partnered with Ajax for today’s assignment. Elite Bloods didn’t tend to mix with Death Bloods.
“I’m not jealous,” Emelyn snapped back.
“Yeah? Could have fooled me, Your Majesty,” Ajax replied, executing a mock bow.
“Ugh, why am I partnered with you again?” she demanded.
“Because your friends didn’t want to fight you today. You’re too moody for them.” He folded his arms. “So are you going to try to hit me or what? I’m getting bored over here.”
Emelyn charged him with a roar that made me wince.
Moodywas an understatement.
She had Ajax flat on his back in less than a second, his expression registering shock, which quickly morphed into determination as he wrestled her across the ground in several skilled maneuvers.
“I don’t know how to do that,” I admitted, watching him twist and pin her. But Emelyn wasn’t one to be outdone. She had him in a headlock two moves later, causing my eyebrows to shoot up.
Shade yanked me backward, away from their violent game, and drew me around to face him. “Then show me what you know how to do.”
“Earth Fae don’t fight,” I told him. “There’s no need.”
He gave me a look that said he wasn’t impressed. “I know Zeph’s been training you.”
“Yeah, mostly with magic.”
“And I’ve seen you and Ella spar, so I know you’re learning how to fight,” he added, undeterred.
“Okay, she’s shown me a few things, but?—”
“Show me what you’ve learned,” he interjected. “No excuses. I need to know what I’m dealing with here.”
