Expansion 3

Cullen’s POV

I’m throwing my knives and getting fancy a little. I do a front roll and throw, hitting the bullseye. I do an aerial and hit the bullseye again. I keep practicing tricks and I’m working up a sweat.

“Hey, is that impressive,” I hear her voice and spin around.

“Don’t sneak up on a man throwing knives,” I warn her.

“Man? You sure about the man part?” Mable smirks.

I smirk back, “Fine, guy. How did you find me?”

“Luke told me where to look,” She pick up a steel dagger and throws it hitting the target. Just off the bullseye.

“Stand here and try again,” I offer, moving out of her way.

“Okay,” She picks up a silver blade and drops it.

“Fuck, let me see,” I grab her hand and look at it.

“It’s fine,” She tries to pull away.

“Give me your damn hand,” I take it back and look. “We need to get you to the clinic.”

“Why the hell do you have sliver blades?” She asks me, as I start to drag her toward the clinic.

“I’m immune,” I tell her.

“It really hurts,” She slows down.

She must have gr