Rogan
I force the air into my lungs. Putting my hands on my knee to keep myself from toppling over. Sweat drops from my chin and my whole body is trembling from exertion.
“Just fall” Violet chuckles. Standing with her sword stabbed to the ground to steady her. She’s just as sweaty and tired as I look but that signature scarred smirk of hers is so smug, I swear she’ll die with that smug smirk on her face. “There’s no shame in it”
“Drop dead” Brooks adds. Breathing heavily from the ground with a grim look
“Woah,” Violet scoffs. “Don’t be so obvious on your jealousy, lover boy. She’s taken”
I sigh. “Not yet” I whisper to myself. It’s not like I haven’t been thinking of it since we talked about it. it’s not like it hasn’t plagued my very seconds, but the risk and the contract are too
