Protect Him

Chapter 3

Standing in front of everyone, in the boxing ring. Stretching my limbs as Tamlin stood in the other corner. Im pretty sure most people were putting bets on who would win.

"I can't believe that you do boxing" Mor told me for the forth time.

"I told you, My father was a boxer so I took it up and became one." I replyed to her.

"Everyone move away from the boxing ring" the teacher called out. Everyone walked away except for Rhysand,

His violet eyes staring up at me, "Please don't get hurt."

I looked at him, his eyes pleading me. "I promise you, I wont get hurt."

He nodded his head then moved away. I could see his muscles beneath the thin white top. Hard, strong muscles.

"Feyre, Tamlin. Rules are that you have to get your opponent onto the ground for 10 seconds. Understand" the teacher called out.

We both nodded our heads. Tamlin's long blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail, I would have to say that it made him hot but he's not my type. Tall, dark guys are my type.

I wait for Tamlin to make his move. He starts to throw punches at me. I blocked them all, waiting till he gets tired. After five minuets his arms start to go floppy, this is when I start.

Punch

Punch

Roundhouse kick

Push kick

I then grab his arm and pull him to the ground, I bend it so his arm is behind his back as I push him to the ground.

I hear as my whole class starts counting,

"1..2..3..........8...9....10"

Cheers erupt around me. I pull Tamlin up,

"Good fight" I tell him as I jump out of the ring. The guys, Mor and Amren run at me a ingulf me in a hug. I let out a laugh as Cassian goes on about how he through that I was out. The teacher told us that class was over so we all walked back to our rooms.

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I was drying my hair when I heard many knocks on my door.

"What do you want" I yelled out,

"everyone is out, I just wanted to talk with you." I heard Rhysand call out.

I opened the door, "Come on in"

I walked to my bed, still blow drying my hair.

"Do you want me to do that?" I heard Rhysand

I nodded my head. I felt my bed dip, then a warm hand wrapped around the hair dryer. I felt my cheeks deepen in colour, I heard a chuckle from behind me.

"What's so funny" I growled out,

"You, just you." Rhysand whispered in my ear, I shivered at his warm breath on my neck.

We fell in to a nice silence. Minuets, hours, years could have passed and I didn't notice it.

"Done" Rhysand's hands slid down to my shoulders, I leaned into his touch. I was looking up to his face, his violet eyes stared down at mine, his mouth was set in that stupid smirk that he does all the time. His hand brushed that hair that had fallen into my eyes away, trailing his fingers down to my lips. Where he traced them.

"Oh god, please don't make me regret this." I heard him mumbled,

Suddenly his lips were on mine, I froze up. What was he doing, he pulled away much to my disappointment.