By the time our session was over I was bruised all over but the rage that had been inside my gut had dissipated by a lot. I could breathe again. I even could smile at Axel though it was a guarded one. He had not gone easy at all. “That’s it, I can’t take anymore.” I surrendered with my hands up.
He smirked at me a bit of his old personality flashing for a moment. “Who said I take prisoners?” He approached on me and I backed up trying to avoid him and tripped over my tired feet. I started to fall but he grabbed me for a moment around the waist. There was still a glitter in his eyes as he looked at me and my cheeks starting to burn I glanced away from him. He chuckled low, the sound of a predator.
“What are you doing?” I looked up from my almost backward position and saw Quinn watching us.
