BLAZE
“Legs apart. Keep your balance in your heels,” I said, circling her slowly. “And keep your arms tight. Remember you’re punching to connect," I said to Avery, but I wasn’t exactly focused at our training. My eyes kept darting toward Shade and Thier in the corner of the field, crouched close, their voices low. Whispering.
They looked like they were plotting something.
Thier looked tense, brows furrowed, mouth in a thin line. But it was Shade that worried me. He had that gleam in his eye—the one that came out whenever he was about to do something reckless, dangerous, and most likely bloody.
I could almost feel his excitement, barely contained, radiating off of him. When Shade got this excited, it meant trouble. I knew my brother too much.
Shade wasn’t just interested—he was itching
