Ultimate Breed (The Ultimate Chronicles) by Erosa Knowles

Author:Erosa Knowles
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Sitting Bull Publishing
Published: 2011-03-18T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

The thrill of victory, the sense of power and freedom Skye gained each time an opponent yielded, went a long way to heal her broken spirit. There were only a couple more males to fight and then she could train with the females. The promise of those challenges spurred her forward.

“All right, Mistress Skye, I’ll take it easy on you,” Jethar, the large male grinned and then attempted to go under her and pin her to the mat.

“Thanks, Jethar.” She flashed past him, wrapped an arm about his neck, grabbed his right arm and twisted it up at an angle behind him. They danced about the mat until she heard a pop. She’d dislocated his shoulder.

“Shit.”

“Sorry.” She grimaced at his pain.

The training mats were no place for the weak at heart. Musk permeated the air. Sweat encased bodies slipped between the hands of their opponents. Slaps and thuds punctuated the training rings.

She released him with a kick to the middle of his back. He hit the mat with a grunt. She grabbed his arm, jerked it and popped it back into the socket; then picked him up, and tossed him out of the ring.

He stood slowly, turned, held his palms together and bowed showing respect. Then with a grin, he left the room.

Another male walked onto the mat. He said nothing but bowed low to her, mimicking Jethar. She’d watched enough fighting to know in the ring, there were no rules.

Going in low and fast, she picked the male up by his legs and threw him. Hard. In her mind, his loud grunt upon landing was the equivalent of a round win.

“You’ve come a long way, Skye,” Fatima said, as another male landed outside the ring.

She’d employed restraint to keep from crippling her opponents. At least no one snickered behind her back anymore. The females took pride in her accomplishments. The males stared with lustful gleams in their eyes when Skye strolled into a room. “Thank you,” she said, exiting the ring with a bounce.

“We can get some practice in later tonight. I have some free time after dinner if you want.” Fatima was, and always would be, head bitch in charge.

The Matriarch had trained her in knife fighting and for all her bluster, Skye liked her. They talked for hours about what direction she intended to take her life and mapped out the beginnings of a plan for security.

“Sounds good. I’ll be over after I feed and bathe Adam. He loves playing with the kids. I’ll call when I’m on my way.” Fatima nodded and left in the opposite direction of Skye’s temporary housing.

Each weapon mastered, and each round she won one on the mats, cemented the foundation of her growing confidence of her ability to protect her small family. Handling her own finances eased the strain of abandonment she’d experienced that night at the bus station.

She’d remembered Judy’s freedom and asked Bottom to teach her how to drive. The new SUV she’d ordered should arrive within two weeks.

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