#Chapter88 Nora

Theodore She came in fast and hard, cutting low and quick, faster than I expected. Faster than should have been possible with her still laboring under her bond with Violet. She aimed a solid kick to my shoulder, pushing me enough that my feet slipped and skidded across the ground. The sleeve of my shirt rippled with patterns of light as did her shin guards. Someone let out a low whistle. The ache in my shoulder started to throb and I cocked an eyebrow at her, matching her prowling steps as we circled each other. "No holding back, remember?" She asked, licking her lips. Her eyes filled with hips. "And watch the suit." I scoffed. "You watch the suit. I'm watching something else." Someone laughed. I assessed her stance. She seemed completely calm and unbothered. Calm, composed, and maddeningly self-assured. Battle hardened. I couldn’t help the grin that spread across my face, despite the situation. I wasn't sure who moved first, but suddenly we were rushing towards each other