Chapter 73 - More than a spar

Blake POV

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“You’re holding back.” Roman growled as he landed another punch to Blake’s gut.

The wind burst from his lungs, his abdomen tensing just in time to catch the blow and stop it sucker punching his internal organs. The force carried him back a few steps, but he let the momentum take him, rolling into it to put more distance between him and his sparring partner. Though, Roman was less like a sparring partner and more like a force of nature. He had happily accepted the sparring invitation, as had Alastor, but had been quick to step up for the first match and was quick to begin. He had come at Blake with singular focus, his attacks strong, his purpose clear.

Though Williamina may have forgiven Blake for his choices, and Alastor was beginning to understand why he made them, the Lynn wolf had not. Blake could see it now, burning in his steely glare. Anger. Distrust. Pain. They battered him with each blow, and he let them, taking the force of each one.

“Take it easy.” Alastor