Chapter Nine

I made my way back to the grounds where Vincent was at. He was shirtless and sparring with one of his men. The girls were drooling. Something hit me and made me question if I even belong here really? I walked back to the picnic table I was at, to begin with, and sat there silently watching him. He was swift with his movements and focused. Of course, now all I wanted more was to see him mad. Was that normal? I want to see how he reacts in a certain situation. If he was going to be my potential mate, I needed to see if he could control his anger. Also, a part of me wanted to have just a little bit of fun. I stood up and started stripping my clothes. Not many were paying attention to me. I let my wolf take control and shifted. I darted towards the fighting men and went to jump but his reflexes won as he swiped me where I barely caught myself. His eyes darted to me and I wasn’t sure if he was mad or if he was intrigued.