Chapter 26

• My eyes sharpen as I hear Tilda scream out for her mate, in retaliation she held the blade tighter, about to press it into my neck but I quickly grab hold of her wrist, twisting and bending it against my shoulder till I hear the sounds of her bone breaking. She drops the blade and I escape from her grasp.
• She shoots at me an ugly glare, as she twist her broken arm back into place.
• “Finally just us ladies. What do you say you take off this shackles and we make it a fair fight.” I tell her with a smile, and she growls in reply.