Claire wins against Alex.

ALEXAKIS.

I was standing in front of a run, watching Claire go against Motty. It was obvious that he was holding back for her benefit and Claire knew this as well and it made her more furious. And also careless, because her swings went wild and her punches didn't pack as much strength anymore. She was breathing hard, focusing on Motty's hands and not his feet or eyes. I frowned, wondering if that was the only thing that was bothering her. She had come into the den this morning, ready to spar with anyone. But the guys had all been preparing for the series of fights happening throughout this week and so she spent that morning watching us fight against each other, getting more irritable at the moment.

"You're going easy on me." She snapped at Motty when he slapped her fists away, instead of blocking them and following with a fake hook. She grunted again when Motty smiled at her instead of chastising her outburst with a jab to her middle. I frowned too, Motty could obviously read how wor