The Prophecy- Book 1

Chapter 12

The next day my whole body felt so sore from training I found it difficult to even move. I was sore in places I did not know you could get sore. I groaned as I slowly willed myself out of bed. Then, slowly began stretching all my tight muscles. Luckily Rayven had said I could have the day off from training. I definitely needed it. I had trained intense before, but he was a tougher on me than anyone else had ever been.

I grabbed my things to shower and began heading out when I saw Rayven heading the men's shower area. I smiled as a plan formed. He wanted me to sneak up on him huh? Well I would do just that. Instead of showering, I put my things back down. Then, I headed to the door Rayven had gone in and waited.

Finally, I heard the sound of a button being pushed on the other side. Rayvan must be coming out. I waited getting ready to attack. I saw him heading down the hall and ran at him, then jumping in the air with my foot flying straight to the back of his head.

To my surprise I found myself instead me swung around, as his hand wrapped around my ankle. I felt him tug at it. Within a second I was pinned to the wall. He had my legs up around his torso. My speed had been no match. How was he able to know what I was going to do?

He smirked, which I was beginning to think was permanent on his face, was sexier than ever. I glared back at him. "I had hoped I would get in this position, but I thought it might take a little bit longer." He said. His eyes sparkled with amusement.

I glared in anger, "How dare you?" I went to slap him with my free hand, it connected. The jerk didn't even flinch, instead he laughed. I hated him. He was an asshole.

He let me go, and I fell to the floor in a heap right on my butt. He then turned and began to head in his original direction. "As if I would ever be caught dead with a pathetic human, princess or not." He muttered as he walked away leaving me sitting there in the hallway. Then, he stopped and turned his head so he could see me out of the corner of his eye, "since you have so much energy, you can show me where the cafeteria is after I get dressed." I looked down just now realizing he only wearing a pair of pants. I felt my face go hot. "Oh and brush your teeth." Then, he walked into his room closing the door.

I got up. Did he have to be so superior? He seemed to think he was some sort of god better than everyone else. I huffed in anger and stormed to my room. Self-consciously I cupped my hand to my mouth and blew out a breath and sniffed. It did not seem to smell. I threw my head back and growled in frustration. That jerk. I was really beginning to hate him. I grabbed my things and went in for a shower. The hot water helping all my sore muscles relax. Afterword's, I got dress, brushed my teeth and my hair and headed to his room.

I raised my hand to knock just as the door opened. How he was always able to know when I was near was still a mystery to me. "You ready to go your hign-ass." I smirked at my play on words.

He laughed at me. "That's not even a word. If you're going to try and insult me at least be intelligent about it."

I sucked in a sharp breath, trying not to scream at him. Instead I just turned on my heel and strode towards the cafeteria.

I stopped at the door and opened it. He began walking through it. I cleared my throat. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I said in an annoyed tone.

He smirked wickedly and stepped towards me, I wanted to take a step back, but stood my ground, looking him straight in the eye. My anger making me feel brave. "You expecting a kiss good bye?" He said as he grabbed my chin and turned my face up towards his, which was only a few inches away. His breath smelling minty, like he had just brushed. His touch sending shivers up my spine. I had the sudden urge to close my eyes and lean into him. I did not just think that. I shook my head out of his hand. Trying to clear my thoughts.