He Knows the Door to My Soul and ho Forgot to Novel 100

The fight was brutal from the start. Neither of them pulled their punches. They collided in the center of the ring, fists flying, bodies twisting to avoid blows. Damon landed the first solid hit, a jab to Andrei’s ribs that made him grunt. But Andrei countered with a swift kick that caught Damon in the thigh.

“Get him, Andrei!” Lilith suddenly shrieked, her voice cutting through the grunts and thuds. “Show him who’s the real Alpha!”

I rolled my eyes. Really? Was she really going to turn this into a fucking cheerleading session?

But Lilith was just getting started. With every hit Andrei landed, she let out an ear–piercing whoop, clapping her hands and jumping up and down like a teenager seeing her celebrity crush.

“That’s it, baby! Break his face!”

I clenched my jaw, my irritation mounting. Alina caught my eye and gave me a sympathetic look. At least someone else found Lilith’s behavior as childish as I did.

I wondered, briefly, just how deep the disdain for Lilith ran in her own pack. That audio recording was still waiting to be used, and perhaps using it at just the right moment with the right people could ruin Lilith’s reputation in the same way she’d tried to ruin mine.

In the ring, the fight continued. Both brothers were covered in sweat now, their bare chests glistening in the morning sunlight. Despite my annoyance, I couldn’t help but be impressed by their skill. They moved like dancers, countering and attacking in a perfect, unending rhythm.

But as the fight dragged on, I found my eyes drawn more and more to Andrei.

The way his muscles bunched and flexed with each movement, just like they had when he had thrusted

carried me to bed.

The intensity in his green eyes–the same intensity he had looked at me with in the moonlight.

The power in his limbs as he struck and parried. Just like the powerful thrusts…

My wolf stirred at the sight, restless and hungry. “Look at him,” Onyx purred. “So strong. So powerful. Our mate.”

I mentally shoved her down, but the damage was already done. My thighs clenched together as an unwelcome reminder of the night we’d spent together after the banquet coursed through me.

My body remembered his touch all too well.

Fuck. I looked away, focusing on the dirt at my feet. This was not the time or place for such thoughts. Especially not with Lilith screeching like a banshee just a few feet away.

“Wooo! That’s my man!” Lilith hollered as Andrei landed a particularly hard blow to Damon’s shoulder. “Show them all who’s boss!”

I gritted my teeth, resisting the urge to tell her to shut the fuck up. Instead, I forced myself to look back at the fight, determined to focus on the technical aspects rather than Andrei’s half–naked body.

It was a mistake. The first thing I saw was Andrei ducking under a swing from Damon, his back muscles rippling with the movement. A flash of memory hit me like a freight train–Andrei above me, his back flexing as he thrust into me, my nails leaving marks on his skin.

Heat rushed to my face. I looked away again, cursing my traitorous body and my even more traitorous mind.

By now, the fight had reached a stalemate. Both brothers were breathing hard, and their movements were slightly slower now. They’d been at it for nearly twenty minutes, and neither had gained a clear advantage.

Damon was bleeding from a cut above his eye, and Andrei had a bruise forming on his jaw. They circled each other again.

“Come on!” Lilith shouted. “Finish him already!”

For once, I agreed with her. This had gone on long enough. They’d proven their point–they were both skilled fighters, evenly matched in many ways.

But then something changed. Andrei’s eyes flickered briefly toward me, catching my gaze. A slow smile spread across his face, as if he knew exactly what I’d been thinking. As if he could sense the heat in my blood.

“He knows,” Onyx whispered. “He can scent our arousal.”

I froze, mortified. Could he really scent me from across the ring? But before I could dwell on it, Andrei turned his attention back to Damon. The smile never left his face.

With renewed vigor, Andrei moved forward, driving Damon back with a series of quick jabs.

And in the blink of an eye, Andrei feinted left, then ducked to the right. With his free hand, he delivered a single, powerful blow to Damon’s temple.

Damon crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.