The Shackled Serpent by K.M. Lister

Author:K.M. Lister [Lister, K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-08-07T16:00:00+00:00

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Training is brutal the next morning. Halton’s dick attitude is on another level, and it takes all my willpower to not punch him square in that perfect nose of his. The thought of the crunch beneath my knuckles and the mangled cartilage makes the corner of my lips turn upward.

By the time our warmup is completed, we’re fully sparring one another. Grunts and snarls fill the empty training grounds.

What is wrong with him? It’s like he woke up on the wrong side of the bed and decided to take it out on me simply because I’m the first person he sees each day. With each jab to my ribs and smack to my shoulder, my irritation begins to boil over. I can tell he’s baiting me, just waiting for the moment I lose control and snap. I can feel my restraint ticking away as each second passes.

Then he trips me. Actually trips me. My palms scrape against the ground, skin shredded from the impact.

“That. Is. It!” The words rip out of my throat as if a clawed, phantom hand reached down and flung them in his direction. I scramble to my feet, stomping until I’m nose-to-nose with the elf. “What is your problem, Halton? Leave your shit off the training grounds!” I scream. My face is red from the air that rushes out with every word.

My chest rises and falls rapidly. The closeness of us doesn’t help my breathing. Flashes of that dream—the dream I wish would disappear from my mind—obscure my vision. His eyes go wide at our proximity.

Quickly—almost too quickly to notice—his gaze dips down to my slightly parted lips before snapping back to meet my eyes. What looks like disgust flickers across his features. Betrayal from his eyes. Interesting. I could kiss him right now, grab his face between both of my hands, and crush my lips to his just to spite him. I’d like to make him truly feel that disgust.

Instead, I raise both of my hands to his chest and shove him as hard as I can before marching away from him, putting an abrupt end to our training session.

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