Chapter 310

• Mackenzie watched the woman step forward, his dark gaze analysing the way she appeared to flow across the ground. Toned muscles rippled with strength, her movements fluid and graceful. He felt need claw at his gut, hard and relentless as he imagined other situations a body that tantalising could move in. It was unwelcome and irritating because Ruminskey still had that almost-smile on her face, as if she were reading his mind.
• He felt his irritation ratchet up and fought to contain it. He was a firm believer that fighting in anger led to a man's downfall, particularly when you were simply training. In a fight, you need to stay clear-headed at all times, to analyse your opponent's weaknesses and strike at them. Allowing emotions to get in the way led to mistakes that caused serious injuries, maybe even death.
• So he pushed down his irritation and watched the brunette carefully, trying to work out if there were any little tell tale signs he could exploit while they sparred. He wasn't expecting to see much until they began sparring, but he'd be a fool not to begin his assessment immediately.