Chapter One Hundred and One: THE BEST PART OF THE NIGHT

ALLISON KEELER

Stan backed away with his hands brushing off the sand in his eyes but not for once forgetting I was before him in the battle ring.

The smugness dropped from him the second he saw me back on my feet, my wounds healed.

I watched him with vengeful eyes, his hands held the dagger he had taken from the weapon stand, the blade shiny before my eyes.

I watched him, I heard him calculate his moves in his head, the smirks returning now he had his clear vision back.

"Bitch!" He spat again to the ground, his eyes revealing the intensity of his annoyance.

My gaze was fixed on his eyes, it was his greatest weakness, it was the one place Chase had urged me to go for. I remained still and calculating with my claws out and my heart thumping.

He stalled as though waiting for me to make the first move but Alan's voice in my head kept me from making a mistake.

I started backing away, a move to fool him into charging towards me. Stan didn't miss a beat, he harped on this and