Braxton
He’d seen Leigh train herself, train others, understood how she moved when on the attack, and on the defensive, though she didn’t go on the defensive with him, and he knew it was because she could take most hits and was a quick healer as well. Just let Jara heal her and pushed past the pain of each and every strike.
It was just him, Maddox, although sitting up inside his mind watching Leigh with full interest, looking at his mate in human form, and liking how good a fighter she was. He was not interested at all in fighting her. Would much rather have her stand next to him and scratch behind his ears or pat him.
She was, however, not pulling a single punch, and had gotten several hits into Brax that had caused him to gasp in pain, gotten winded once and saw her actually smile rig
