SELENE
“Not bad.” The approval in Tristan's eyes was enough to distract me, and when my foot raised up into a sharp kick, he caught my ankle mid air, yanking me forward.
I landed hard against his chest, his arm wrapping around my waist.
“Careful,” he murmured against my ear. “I might think you want to be in my arms.”
He was not taking me seriously, I growled in frustration, and twisted, breaking free.
I dropped to the ground again, sweeping Tristan's legs out from under him. He hit the ground with a grunt, but he rolled immediately, using the momentum to throw me off balance.
I barely had time to react before he was on top of her, pinning my wrists to the ground.
“Yield,” he murmured, his face inches from mine.
“Not yet.” I growled at him.
I slammed her forehead into his, and he l
