Damien
“What the f*ck is wrong with you Declan?”
The impact of Declan’s fist against my jaw sent a sharp c***k through the training grounds. Pain flared through my face, white-hot and searing, but I barely registered it. The moment I staggered back, I was already swinging in retaliation, my fist colliding with his ribs with enough force to send him skidding across the dirt.
He grunted but didn’t fall. He never f*cking fell. That’s why he is the only one I always sparred with. But today, there was a lot of underlying anger we were letting out tonight.
I wiped the blood from my lip and exhaled sharply, the cool night air doing nothing to douse the fire burning inside me.
“What the f*ck is wrong with you, Declan?” I snarled again, my voice raw with fury. My muscles coiled, tension wou
