The True King's Mate
my t-shirt was soaked with sweat. This was nothing like working out at the coven, I thought. I saw Elias looking at me a few times, but I pretended I was fine even though I would be sore the rest of the day. When sparring began I faced Elias, who had taken his shirt off by now. O my Goddess, he look even better without his shirt off. I needed to focus on something else, boys were a distraction. And I really shouldn’t be looking at Elias, out of all the boys that were here. I saw other people around us starting to fight, it looked very violent. These werewolves were competitive even as kids, I thought. Elias didn’t make the first move to attack me, he just stood there with his hands in his c
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