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“I’m starting to think you’re just a bad teacher.” I grin, looking over my shoulder at where Kali is training with one of the professors, Gabris I think. “I guess I should just go—”
“You’re not distracting the demigods anymore,” Dion snaps. “You’ve already caused enough of a disruption. They need to prepare for the upcoming battle just as much as you do.”
“Well, they’re learning their powers, right? Maybe I should practice that instead of this whole blocking situation.” A flicker of hope lights in my chest as the strange electric buzz zings to my fingertips.
“Fine,” Dion says, and my mouth drops open, completely astonished at my argument skills. Wow, I should become a guardian lawyer or something. “If you can take me to the ground, then we’ll work on your powers.”
Maybe not...
My lips purse as I size Dion up. My chances are slim to none, but maybe luck might just be on my side.
“You’re on.” I crouch down into a defensive stance that Zina taught me and clench my hands into fists in front of me as I prepare to hand Dion’s ass to him. “Prepare to be—”
“You might want to take your thumbs out of your fist,” Dion interrupts me, pinning me with an unimpressed look.
“Why?” I frown back at him, almost sure this must be a trap.
“Because if you do manage to get a hit, however doubtful that may be, you’ll end up breaking your thumbs like that,” he huffs in exasperation and scrubs a hand over his face.
I quickly take my thumbs out of my fists and drop into my ready stance, pushing down the embarrassment that bubbles up at that oversight. I distinctly remember someone telling me that. Oops.
“Do your worst,” I manage to say just as Dion sweeps his leg out and knocks me back off my feet. “Oof.” I let out a small groan of pain as my ass hits the hard ground, grateful for the thick grass to semi-break my fall.
“Now, are you going to listen to me?” Dion places his hands on his hips as he stands in front of me with a cocky grin.
“Not fair,” I groan, rolling to my knees to push myself up. I do my best to hide my wince as pain radiates through my ass but judging by the smug smirk he gives me, he definitely saw it.
“It was completely fair.” He takes a step back and motions for me to take my position in front of him again. “So are you going to listen to me, or am I going to have to show you again why I know more than you?”
“You’re—”
“I see your training is going well,” a dark, seductive voice chuckles from behind me.
“God of Vengeance,” Dion says stiffly, his eyes narrowing with suspicion on the newcomer.
God of—
“Titus,” I growl as I turn on my heel to face him. “What are you doing here?”
“Warner,” Dion says in warning, but I ignore him.
This asshole doesn’t deserve my respect either.
Titus lifts a brow in question, his light brown eyes dancing between the two of us in amusement.
I hate to admit his smug, cocky attitude is really kind of sexy. I mean, itwould besexy if he wasn’t a giant asshole.
Yes, he’s definitely not sexy, Nelle. He’s your best friend/sister’s half-brother who abducted her and left you for dead.Wow, that’s a hell of a history.
“I wanted to check to see how your transition is going after your outburst the other day,” Titus says, crossing his arms over his chest. “It seems to be going a lot better than I thought, all things considered.”
“What do you mean all things considered?” I ask incredulously and stomp closer to him.
“Warner,” Dion snaps, his hand grasping my shoulder to keep me from taking another step. “She forgets herself, God of Vengeance,” Dion grinds out, but I can’t tell who his annoyance is directed towards anymore.
“She’s fine, commander,” Titus nods. “We have history, and I’m sure I deserve more than a few harsh words where Penelope is concerned.”
I bare my teeth at him, hating that I love the way my name rolls off his tongue. Why do the hot ones always have to be the worst people?
