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A light pressure ached in my head before a wave of Bruce’s feelings reached me. There was a lot of confidence and a certain desire to fight that tickled my own strength.
Bruce’s and Michael’s first punch—if a paw could punch—hurt my side. I gasped. Nathan turned halfway to avoid it, but hindered by my slow reaction, the blow hit me in my lower ribs. The tiger pounced, forcing us backwards. Our claws screeched on the polished floor as we stepped away from another punch.
Nathan leapt to the right, dragging me with him. As the momentum pushed me onward, another thump landed on my back. It wasn’t excruciatingly painful, more a slap than a real blow, but I cried out in surprise.
“Shift to the left and lower your head. Balance your weight on your toes and get ready to throw a punch.” Nathan’s commands spilled into my mind in quick succession.
I did my best to follow them, but the truth was that I was too slow, too clumsy, and too scared to get hurt to be of any help in the fight. When I swung my arm to punch the tiger’s side, Nathan shifted to the right, and I lost my balance.
The result was an endless rain of punches and scratches from the tiger’s fangs all over our wolf. Nathan’s presence became more invasive and intense as he tried to create a deeper connection with me to improve our coordination. The sensation of my mind being probed shot a pang through me. It was like being spied on. A new headache burst into my head, adding to the discomfort. Nathan pushed harder, trying to get better control of my movements. But nothing worked. The wolf moved like a bear on skates. Bruce and Michael must have taken pity on us because they stopped hitting us and hunched back.
“Hell, I’m tired,” Nathan said. His ragged breathing echoed inside me. “We’d better split.”
After we separated, I lay on my back, panting and looking at the beautiful frescoes. “I’m sorry, Nathan.”
“You didn’t focus as I told you and didn’t work as hard as you should have.” He bared his teeth.
With a flare of anger flickering in my chest, I propped myself up. “I’ll do better next time.”
A cold glint flashed in his eyes before his gaze softened. “Don’t worry. We need to work on our coordination. I’m sorry to have pushed you to the limit with my deep merging.”
“It’s all right.” I rubbed my sore forehead.
Michael crouched next to Nathan. Not a drop of sweat glistened on his body, covered only by his black hallowed suit. “Did you learn any juicy secrets about Kristin?”
“Michael.” Bruce swatted his shoulder. “Nathan would never search Kristin’s mind on purpose.”
Nathan nodded, wiping the sweat with a towel. “And if I learned something by accident, I’d never reveal it. I’m a gentleman.”
“Well, I don’t have those scruples,” Michael said, stretching his arms. “The things I can tell you about Bruce would—”
“Shut it.” Bruce wrapped Michael in a chokehold, half laughing, half growling.
A struggle broke out. They fought their way over the mat, trying to strangle each other. I rolled my eyes. Here they go again.
“Shouldn’t we intervene?” Nathan asked, wiping his brow with a towel.
“Leave it. They enjoy it.”
I was laughing at Bruce being trapped under Michael when Peggy crossed the training hall with long, quick strides, her face flushed.
“Kristin, you must come,” she said, concern drawing her brows closer.
“What is it?”
“Roy is looking for you. He wants you to go to his office. Something happened.”
