AMELIA
They’d been fighting for half an hour now. They were both bloody, and breathing hard, but none of them wanted to give up.
There was something weird going on with Alec. He came prepared. For a man in his fifties, probably twice in human age, he was strong, like he was on steroids.
“This is taking too long.” Zeph became more anxious, constantly sighing when Ryden received another kick in the chest. Our pack just gasped, hearing that c***k, surely he just got another broken bone. “That’s not good.”
My heart bled, and couldn’t compensate for pumping so hard as Ryden fell to the ground.
“He’s taking a lot of punches and kicks, why isn’t he even trying hard to fight back, Amelia?”
I narrowed my eyes at Theia. “I don’t know, but Alec seems on magic steroids.”
“Yes. He has something
