Page 63 of The Alpha's Huntress

He started to throw punches at me but I blocked the with my forearms. It hurt but at least it wasn’t my face.

“Not to your mate, it’s not.” I pointed out.

He attempt to push me away but I stood my ground. “You are not my mate! I haven’t found my mate!”

He slid his leg under my feet causing me to fall.

He stood in front of me. I grabbed my bow and an arrow and shot it in his should.

He cried out in pain.

I haven’t gotten the chance to replace my ulcer arrows to regular ones.

Oops.

I got off the ground. Blake pulled out the arrow from his shoulder and started to rub the spot where it was.

It started to heal slowly.

“Yeah, ‘you didn’t want to hurt me’ my ass!” He said calmly.

“You forced me to do it.”

He shook his and lunged at me again. This time he succeeded.

I fell to the ground with him on top of me.

I ground and reached for my dagger holster but Blake grabbed both of my wrist and pinned them next to my head.

“Trying to reach for your little knife to kill me.” He shook his head. “You hunters are no better than rogues.”

That did it.

That one sentence pushed me off the edge.

It made my blood boil hotter than volcano lava.

I placed my feet on his stomach and pushed him off me.

We both got up from the ground. He started to throw punches at me again.

He punched my face. I heard a loud crack come from my nose.

I groaned and held my nose with both hands leaving me exposed to Blake’s punches.

He smirked then kicked my legs then threw a punch at my stomach. He punched my bottom lip drawing out blood.

I backed away from him and popped my nose back into place. I cried out in pain but it vanished slightly.

I saw him hold up a familiar knife and smirked.

I looked down at my holster and saw it opened.

I took out my staff again.

He attempted to slice my skin with the dagger but I twirled my staff, blocking the dagger.

I felt a sharp pain in my side. I loomed down and saw Blake had sliced my waist.

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