Alpha's Little Luna

Chapter 28

Hi. So I really do not like this chapter. So I will get out another one pretty soon to make up for it. Enjoy

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My blood pumps violently through my veins as I sprint towards Greyson. He does the same until our bodies reach one another, colliding roughly. Bones crashing, clapping until I get the upper hand swinging my fist.

Crossing it across his face my knuckles scream as I hit his cheek bone.

I can hear my heart beating frantically in my chest, adrenaline already making everything go on hyperdrive.

It doesn't take long for him to run back at me. So when he's only a couple short feet away, I jump as high as my legs would take me.

As I do so I stick my feet out.

One after another they land on Grey's stomach, then shoulder as I push off of him with all the power in my legs.

My body goes on autopilot as I surprisingly do a backflip off of his chest. He staggers back from my force as I crouch on the ground absorbing my landing through my legs. Feeling the energy tingle up my tendons.

He raises his eyebrow at me, smirking. I mimic his satanic expression as I run at him again.

I go for his face once again swinging my arm, though he quickly catches it with ease. I feel my breath hitch as I see his fist coming quickly until it's jabbed right into my middle. This knocks all the air remaining from me.

Stumbling back I double over, but as I do so his leg comes into my vision.

I have no time to react as his shin makes contact with my cheek knocking me to the ground.

Groaning as my head smacks the ground. My ears ringing with foreign squeals as I blink slowly.

Raising my head from the mud that cakes most of my body looking up to Greyson.

As he comes over to pin me to the ground I hurriedly roll out of his reach.

Scrambling to my feet I have to press a palm to my forehead, and then recover from a stumbled step before I go after Grey again. I fake a left punch before swinging again with my other fist. It ends up undercutting him perfectly as he staggers backwards giving me enough time to regain my full ability.

I watch him as he shakes off the punch looking over to me once he recovers.

A satanic grin starts inching onto his lips.

Instinctively I take a step back feeling intimidated, scared almost.

When he comes running at me I know that my immediate reaction of being scared was correct.

He grabs me lifting me off the ground unexpectedly, I shriek in shock scrambling to get him to let go.

But then he throws me and this isn't just a little throw either.

I gasp feeling the air engulf me, as I struggle to figure out which way is up and down.

That's until a figure zooms next to me in unimaginable speeds. Greyson using his speed to catch up to me still airborne.

He places his hand on my chest once he's level with me, pushing me down to the ground, hard.

My back slams into the mud below me. I cough as my spine and my skull take a hard impact once again.

I feel drool make its way out of the corner of my lips, so my initial instinct is to wipe it off with the back of my hand. But as I pull my hand away I notice it's not drool, its blood.