As I skipped across the dojo mats, Jace's brows were narrowed and his shoulders tense, like he was ready to rip Lyra's throat out as she said something to him about the festival.
I ignored her and grabbed his hand - he flinched, turning and looking down with a scowl; his face relaxed instantly into a warm smile when he saw it was me.
He squeezed my hand. "Hey, Sweetheart." He leaned down and kissed me gently.
"Hi, fight me." I smiled, turning and pulling him behind me to the empty mat beside Thane and Jax.
He followed along, chuckling in surprise. "You want to fight me, baby girl?" He mused, a mischievous grin spreading across my face.
"I want to get my hands on you."
Jace raised an eyebrow, amused. "Oh, really, little wolf?"
I nodded, biting my lip at him and saw his pupils ex
