Page 29 of The Alpha's Huntress

“Don’t touch those.” Artemis commanded.

“Why not?” I ask.

“There made of silver.”

I backed away from the weapons.

“Throw a punch at me.” Artemis said.

I looked at her like she grew two heads.

“What? No. I don’t want to hurt you.” I refused.

“You should feel lucky. Barley anyone has laid a hand on me.”

Good.

“I’m still not going to punch my mate.”

“Just do it you big wuss.”

I slowly threw my fist back. I closed my eyes and waited for my fist to make impact on her face.

Nothing happened.

I opened my eyes and saw that she caught my fist before it hit her.

She twisted my wrist then flipped me.

“Keep your wrist straight or you’ll risk breaking it. Also don’t be afraid to throw a good punch.” She explained.

“Did you have to flip me?” I asked irritated.

“You have to keep your opponent on the ground each chance you get. It increases your chance of winning.” She answered.

“I think I’ve had enough ‘teaching’ for one day.” I groaned getting up.

“Weakling.” She snickered before going upstairs.

‘Haha you just got your ass kicked.’ Gavin laughed at me.

‘I didn’t want to hurt her.’ I replied.

I went upstairs. Artemis was sitting on the couch with her laptop.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I have to tell my grandparents about, well you.” She said nervously.

My nervousness and excitement rose up. I sat next to her as she hit the video call button.

It rang twice before the elderly couple I saw in the picture frame showed up on the screen.

“Hey sweetie. Did any rogues injure you?” The woman asked.

“No. I’m completely fine. I also have some news.” Artemis seemed really nervous.

I gabbed her hand and tried calming her down. She relaxed a bit.

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