“Are you two going to teach me or just stand there gossiping?” I snapped tired of hearing the little whispering sessions between the two of them. Isaac’s head snapped up, glaring at me, and his jaw clenched. My body was still recovering from the beating I took last week. I still couldn’t understand how I … More Training

Against Protocol

“I think that you can’t stop thinking about me,” Isaac said looking down at me with hungry, dangerous eyes.  “Don’t flatter yourself,”  I muttered and rolled my eyes for emphasis. He moved closer, branches cracking underneath each step. I backed away ignoring the beating in my chest and the sweat building on my palms.  “You’re doing … More Against Protocol