Chapter 88 Nora

• Theodore
• She came in fast and hard, cutting low and quick, faster than I expected. Faster than should have been possible with her still laboring under her bond with Violet. She aimed a solid kick to my shoulder, pushing me enough that my feet slipped and skidded across the ground. The sleeve of my shirt rippled with patterns of light as did her shin guards.
• Someone let out a low whistle. The ache in my shoulder started to throb and I cocked an eyebrow at her, matching her prowling steps as we circled each other.