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“Max-
He nipped my neck, playfully but firm enough to send another jolt through my entire body. “You know I’d keep you safe.” His voice was gravelly, edged with need. “If you let me claim you, are. No one would ever be able to take you from me”
I knew that
And yet
I’d always know where you
I ignored the twisting in my stomach and did the only thing I could-I flipped him, slamming him onto his back and straddling him.
His eyes darkened as he exhaled sharply, gripping my waist.
“You should really work on your footwork,” I said with a smirk. Max chuckled again.
“Changing the subject? I’m hurt.” It was meant to be a tease, but I could see that he definitely was, hurt, and I wanted t kick myself.
Why was I denying this beautiful, perfect man? Why couldn’t I just say yes?
My wolf stirred recklessly in me at the thought. I knew why. Hell, it wasn’t hard to guess. She wanted Nate.
“Maybe,” I said breathlessly. The gym isn’t the best place for this conversation, don’t you think?”
Smooth save.
Max smirked. “That’s fine. I have other ways to get my answers.”
Then he pulled me down, kissing me hard.
Heat flared between us, the intensity of our fight shifting into something else entirely. His hands roamed my body, fingers pressing into my hips as his mouth moved against mine, rough, demanding.
I let myself sink into it. Just for a moment.
Then, with a sharp twist, I broke free and sprang to my feet,
Training. We were supposed to be training
Max groaned, propping himself up on his elbows. “Tease.”
I smirked. “Get up. We’re not done.”
The fight resumed.
This time, I was completely locked in. I dodged, countered, struck faster, held my own against him like never before. And that’s when he stopped.
His expression shifted.
Brows furrowed, his silver eyes scanning me like he was trying to solve a puzzle.
“I thought you didn’t get any training before you got here.”
I stilled. My heart skipped.
“I didn’t,” I said carefully.
Max frowned, watching me like he was seeing something he hadn’t noticed before. Something that didn’t add up.
“Huh.” He rolled his shoulders, exhaling. “I just had a session with Eva. And I’m the one who trained her.”
I forced myself to keep my breathing even, pretending to adjust my wrist wraps.
Max tilted his head, watching me. “Yet, your style is somehow… mixed. It’s not completely mine, but it’s oddly familiar.” Panic tightened in my chest. Too perceptive.
“I guess I just pick up quickly, I offered casually. “Eva’s been working with me a lot.”
He nodded, as if not completely convinced as he gestured for us to continue. I felt like complete and utter crap, because I
Was
I was lying to him. I have been for months and I still laken and I still was now, even though I stopped my training ning with Nate afte
Nate after Max was
I tried to force more of Eva’s fighting style into my m my movements-more offense, more quick strikes, more agility-based tactics. But Max was fighting defensively. And defensive combat was Nate’s style.
My stomach dropped as I realized my body had instinctively slipped back into his training. The way I deflected. The way I instinctively read Max’s moves. It wasn’t Eva’s influence. It was Nate’s
I cursed internally, but it was too late.
Max suddenly frowe His entire body went rigid.
His jaw clenched, his eyes darkening as realization settled over him like a storm cloud.
I barely had time to react before he spoke out in a deadly growl
His voice was lower this time, more dangerous, coming ou “Morningstar”
*Jiselle”
“Max, I know what you’re thinking.”
His dark eyes flashed to mine, cold and unreadable. “You have no idea what I’m thinking”
Please listen to me “
“What. Jiselle?” he snapped. “What?”
I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I didn’t know what else to say
He cursed under his breath and turned away, dragging a hand through his hair as his shoulders heaved “Max” My voice broke as I chanced a step toward him. “It was before we got serious.
“Until when?” he demanded, spinning to face me. His voice was too calm. Too controlled. Too dangerous.
I fidgeted but didn’t say anything. He heaved another sigh.
“Fuck, Jiselle, I asked you a million times to let me train you but you were training with him all along?”
“I didn’t know you at the time. I’ve known him all my life and 1-“
“You haven’t answered my question,” he interrupted. “Until When?”
I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. “About four weeks ago-
“Four weeks?!”
The sheer rage in his voice made me flinch. His eyes darkened, storm clouds rolling in.
“Fuck” he muttered under his breath, running a trembling hand through his hair. His entire body was rigid, his breaths ragged.
I fought the urge to cry.
“How often?” he asked, voice rough with something raw.
“Max-“
“How. Often.”
I clenched my fists. My throat tightened as I forced the words out.
“Every da-“
I didn’t even finish before he turned, marching toward the exit.
Panic surged in my chest. No. No, no, no
I darted after him, grabbing his wrist. The second my fingers wrapped around his skin, he flinched.
Like I was repulsive
Like my touch burned him.
I stared at him, my heart cracking wide open. When his eyes met mine, they were black-swallowed whole by a storm I had no power over I stepped back out of sheer self-preservation.
“Max, please-“
“Please what, Jiselle?” he roared, yanking his arm from my grip. His anger was pure, unfiltered and feral.
My chest ached
“Please don’t kill him?” he mocked “Please don’t take out my anger on him? Because if I don’t, Jiselle- His voice dropped, his breath ragged Tll take it out on you
Something in me shattered I took a step back, my hands shaking.
“If this isn’t you taking it out on me, I whispered, my voice barely there, “then i don’t want to see what it actually looks like ” His jaw clenched, but I held my ground
“You should take it out on me,” I said, voice trembling “It was my choice. And I’m sorry. I felt like I was betraying you every day-
“And you were,” he cut me off, his voice razors Successfully unlocked!
He turned away again, his hands curling into fis?L TEORMU SOU a fupponing the way his mind was ripping through every moment we weren’t together, every excuse I ever gave.
He was going over every single moment that I wasn’t with him or in a class-which left me with little to no other free time So that only left the times I was with Eva or Ethan and-
Then, his entire body went still,
“Midnight” Max murmured. His voice wasn’t even human anymore.
My stomach plummeted.
His head turned, his eyes locked on mine.
“You always came to bed around one in the morning,” he said slowly. “I thought you were running with your wolf.”
He took a slow step toward me. Predatory, Controlled.
“But it was with fucking Nathaniel.”
“Max
“Don’t,” he growled. His gaze burned into me. “Don’t come close to me right now, Jiselle. I don’t want to say or do anything I’ Il regret. I’m already holding on by a fucking thread.”
My vision blurred with tears. “I’m so sorry”
It was all I could say.
No excuses. No explanations would make this better. keep sneaking out. I still chose to
Even if Nate had started training me before Max and I became exclusive, I still chose to keep spend my nights with his sworn enerny
And Max-he begged me. Every single day, he begged me to let him be the one to train me.
I had messed up. I had messed up so badly.
And the worst part?
This wasn’t even the thing that would push him over the edge.
His lips parted. His next question would ruin everything.
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