Nadia’s pov…
I watched Jarel through hooded eyes as Yara came to the fore. He had just recovered from the sting of my fangs which had just sunk into the side of his neck.
I liked that he was fast to recover and attack, it enabled me drag on the fight and kept it interesting.
“You know you’re not all that scary the way people paint it, the only Lenogra worthy of my respect is your mother.
You on the other hand, yes you’re feisty, it’ll make for a hot session in the bedroom, I’ll give you that.
Must be why the witch spared no time in marking you.” He spat out and I punched him hard across the face.
Now Yara was tired of listening to his pathetic attempt to throw shades to disorganize us.
She rammed into him hard, ensuring to hit certain key areas of his chest and collarbone. He
