Page 22 of Rising Luna
"Why aren't you fighting?"
He sighed. "I'm not going to fight you, Dylan. There's no reason for me to fight you, not even in a sparring match."
"Why the fuck not?"
"Seriously?" He growled. "Why would I do anything to harm you, Dylan? You are my mate. I understand you are pissed at me, and that's why I am letting you hit me at all."
"Are you saying I wouldn't get a hit on you otherwise?"
He leaned his head back and sighed harder. "For fuck's sake. No!"
"Then why aren't you fighting, Silas? Yeah, I'm pissed. You rejected me and threw me in here only to set your Enforcer on me. You thought you could kill me off and then ride off in the sunset with a new mate. Who wouldn't be pissed at that?"
"You rejected me and sent me here. How is that any different?" He retorted.
The way I laughed mademyhair stand up. It sounded evil because of the rage I felt at him putting that back on me. He had a lot of balls to say that to my face. I sent him here because he sent me here. It was a petty move, but it felt like the perfect way to make him pay for what he did. Silas tried to apologize to me and thought that would make everything better. That's not how things work. Silas needed to work on things and learn about Shadowborns.
"Was it petty to do what I did? Yes. Do I care? No. You didn't just reject me and send me here, Silas. You ordered for my death. You didn't want me as a mate so damn bad that you wanted me dead!"
He didn't see this punch coming. I moved so fast and connected with his jaw so hard that it sent him to the ground. Silas grunted when he landed on the ground and moved his jaw back and forth. He spit out blood and then slowly got to his feet.
"That was before. This is now. I wanted you dead because I didn't want to be tied to something I didn't understand. It took me a few weeks, but then I felt the ache in my soul. My father had me meet with other females who hadn't found a mate yet. I hated them. They weren't you."
I moved again, and he grabbed my wrist. When I threw my other, he grabbed onto that wrist, too, and spun me around, pulling me against his chest. The heat from his body made goosebumps spread across my skin. His touch lit up my body in flames as he held me against him. A rumble emitted from my chest at his touch, and I felt myself leaning back. His nose went into the crook of my neck and inhaled my scent. I moaned when I felt his lips caress my neck.
"If you want to hit me, then hit me. I can take anything you throw at me. Just know, I also know how to fight, and I can have you pinned any time that I want. There's a reason I'm to be Alpha someday. Or did you forget that since you came here?"
The thoughts going through my head bounced between turning around and punching him and kissing him. The fury of having the thoughts of kissing him in my head pushed more of the idea of hitting him to the forefront. I felt Silas's bulge growing in my back, and it sent heat down to my core, making my panties wet. How hot would it be to spar with him and then end up doing other things on the mat?
NO! None of that!
Silas let go and stepped away from me. I threw a right hook, and he evaded. If he started this shit again, I would lose it. My punches came fast, and I knew I needed to use my astral form to throw him off again. Silas evaded every blow, only throwing in defensive moves when he had to so he could block my throws. He still wouldn't throw a punch at me.
I stopped. "That's it! I'm done! I'm going home!"
Nothing else came to mind other than storming off. Behind me, I could hear Silas telling me to wait, but I kept going. I didn't know what he was trying to pull, but I was over it. If he thinks this was how to win me over, it wasn't. He had to give me his all if he wanted me.
And that wasn't his all.
Chapter Eight: Silas
Watching Dylan walk away set me and my wolf off. I stepped toward her, calling out her name, and I felt Lupe grab my wrist. A snarl emitted from my throat as I turned toward the professor. She held onto my wrist and furrowed her eyebrows at me.
"That's not a good idea, Mr. Lynch."
I growled and ripped my wrist out of her clutches. "I didn't ask for your opinion. I am going after my mate."
Lupe grabbed onto my wrist again. "Silas. Dylan is not in the mood to talk to you. That's why she walked away. If you go after her, she will settle in a way you won't enjoy, I promise you that."
Snatching my hand from hers again, I stepped back from the professor. Dylan didn't like this female for a reason. She told me already how Lupe didn't want Dylan looking into things happening around this school. If she wanted to keep me here, I wondered if she didn't want me to get involved with Dylan. Joining our forces when looking into whatever was going on around the school would be a good thing, right? But if Lupe was behind all of it, she wouldn't want me to catch up with Dylan and smooth things over.
"I am here to fix the issues my mate has with me so we can complete the bond. You keeping me away from her doesn't seem like you want that to happen."
"That's not at all what I'm doing here. Dylan is a unique person, Silas. You were right when you said she should have more than three mates. She carries a lot of power and could use more mates to keep her safe."
Now that intrigued me. Why would Lupe frame it like that?
"Oh, yeah?"
