Page 15 of A Blackened Bond

This obviously had something to do with all the stupid morons and dickheads in this school. Clearly, they needed a bigger lesson about how they needed to treat our girl.

I'm gonna have to bloody the halls and burn down every classroom to make my point in this shitty academy.

You don't touch one of ours. Especially Red.

“I also used to train here.” Red’s little blue eyes meet mine, a playful grin tilting her lips. “But Ezra’s invited me to your gym.”

I glance around the old wreck of a space.

How the fuck did she ever manage to keep this from me?

The thoughts of her training here, sweating as she worked out in a place like this, holding some weapon in those small soft hands…I adjust the once again growing boner as I stare back at Red.

This was something I wasn’t missing out on anymore.

I turn toward Ezra. “Good job.”

My brother gives me a knowing grin, a gleam in his eye mirroring my own of what’s to come when she joins us.

Creed scoffs. “I wonder what your idea of training is in the first place.” He raises a dark brow. “The only thing I can see you properly taking seriously would be an eating contest.”

An incredulous sound falls from Red’s lips as they open, but the ass cuts her off. “Just don’t get crumbs on my equipment.”

It seems Creed's actual love language was being a dickhead. But he’d give in eventually.My Red would break him down.

“Don’t worry, I won’t get your preciousequipmenttoo sweaty.” A sexy grin tilts her lips, her expression mocking Creed as he narrows his eyes.

She was fearless, alright, but I wasn’t completely sold on whether she could handle someone a bit stronger than some sleazy creep.

My girl was definitely a force to be reckoned with, but could she handle a beast alone?

The thought has my brows pinching together as I slowly stand straighter. I didn't like the idea of her out here alone, either.

There was only one way to be sure if she could fight back, and if she couldn’t, I could teach her how to.

Who better than someone who could show her the vital and weak points to hit, the spots to slash to make them bleed more, and the bones she’d need to break to make the pain last longer?

I take a steadier step toward her as she turns toward me, instantly feeling my presence.

“Then you can show me. No more training in dark places alone.”

A dark grin forms on her lips. “Don't regret it when I use you as my personal punching bag and leave you black and blue.”

I roll my shoulders, a huge smile stretching my cheeks with her words and the cute threat she's making.

“As long as those hands are on me, I’ll happily accept every bruise and cut. Fuck, you can bite me too if you want.” I run my tongue along my teeth, the thought of her plump lips on me making me hard again. “I can also bite back if you want.”

A blush coats her cute cheeks as her grin becomes so fucking kissable.

I bend in closer, ready to make those damn lips mine, when suddenly a large bright light blasts from the direction of theacademy, interrupting us. A loud voice follows it, echoing out in all directions.

“All students…Return to the academy…The beasts have been destroyed…Return immediately to the academy.”

The voice didn’t sound like any of the dickhead teachers I know.

“The principal,” Ezra answers as if reading my thoughts.

“Makes sense it would be handled quicker if he made it back,” Creed muses, looking in the direction of the academy before he takes a step in that direction. “They’ll send someone out if we don’t move.The Deanlikes his rules followed.” He stares back at me. “Will you be able to manage the trek?”

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