Lucas
Sweat runs down my back as I attempt to regulate my breathing. I dodge another swing from Mason and come from the right to catch him off guard. His arm slams into mine as he blocks it and connects his right fist with my ribcage. There is no catching Mason off guard today. He is on fire. As fast as I am, he is still a match for me. It makes it fun having someone that can actually get a few hits in on me, but damn that one stung.
“I take it she still won’t tell you?” I asked, panting out the words as I stepped back and circled him. He was obviously working off his anger.
“Nope,” he growls. “Zac will find out though.” He shrugs his shoulders indicating that he doesn’t understand why Kenzie bothers to protect them. He stepped back and stopped circling, nodding his head toward someth
