Not His'

Chapter 17

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Petróva's POV:

Here I am once again: drenched in sweat and crouched on the ground as my chest is pumping air as fast as possible. I give my opponent, who is standing laid back on the other side of the field, one of my unintentional glares.

My fingers clawed the dusty ground and I unconsciously tightened the hold of my dagger as well as my gritted teeth. I raised my eyes to get a full view of my opponent, and he gave me one of his wide grin for the nth time, and it made me crave his blood by the second.

"are you giving up now?" Jacob said in a relaxed manner as he eyed me down under his lashes. His eyes speaks nothing but maliciousness, as-if enjoying the pain I am enduring.

I clicked my tongue before I answered, "how pathetic..." I mumbled to myself but due to Jacob's heightened senses, he smirked even more.

I braced myself for my intent sudden charge. I buckle both of my feets behind my back as my free hand giving me the equilibrium I needed. "here I go..." I grunted and within a second I am in front of Jacob's face as my dagger just millimeters away from his stomach.

Everything turned into slow-mo as I watch his eyes glint into golden specks–indicating that he activated his wolf senses. His grin widened even more and hunched himself and I gasp at the sight of hoe quickly he shifted his position.

He also had a dagger in his grasp, yet he didn't use it to attack me. I got caught in the moment as I helplessly watch him effortlessly bring out his strong limbs to my stomach. He kneed me with full force as I am sent flying to the other side of the vicinity.

"oh, would you look at that..." Jacob casually said as he strutted his way towards the dump I was being sent into. His weight heaved beneath the sandy ground as he leaned down to look under the pile of rubble.

"should I do it now?" he followed with a sly smile.

I won't give up!

As-if a trigger being snapped inside me, I can feel my eyes burn along with me sight bring heightened to the fullest. I, once again braced myself for my intent attack as I sent myself up to the ceiling.

I pant for breath as I feel my blood trickling down my own temples. I touched it carefully and sent Jacob one of my annoyed smile. It must have hit some rusty nail or a mindless stake, "how infuriating..." I gritted and quickly grabbed hold of a nearby beam as I eyed Jacob bellow heatedly.

"it is you who is infuriating, Lion Head..." he replied whilst not looking to my direction. He casually walked around the training grounds, strutting every corner and eventually stopped. He kneeled down as he picked a dagger being sprawled on the sandy ground, and there is what I realized that I have lost my dagger.

I gritted my teeth even more as I watch Jacob pick it up and point it to my direction. His laid back smile makes me want to strangle him, though I know for myself that I cannot do that. Now that I have lost my weapon.