Chapter 145: Catch Me



Training Grounds

Matthew’s Mansion

The sound of someone’s grunting echoed inside the large space.

THUD

"Get up," Matthew said. "Is that all you’ve got?"

THUD

"I SAID GET UP!"

"Tsk..." Matthew spat then kicked the bloodied man again. "Weren’t you trained by the best? You were claiming to be the best fighters for your king and here you are... fucking useless."

Matthew looked around at other people on the ground. He stood there, shirtless and bloodied. But the blood wasn’t his.

Meanwhile, the people around him were bleeding, some of them had even fainted.

But none of them were dead.

Good.

Lycans healed fast— too fast.

In some conditions, that was considered a gift, an advantage.

But in front of Matthew, that gift was a curse.

Healing too fast meant that they could fight again after a few hours or days.

And so the cycle continued.

"Sire... may I know what is going on?" It was Marko. By now, Marko was the only one who would dare approach an angry Matthew.

"They need training. That’s what is going on."

"Sire... with all due respect. It’s been two days since you have been beating them."

"They don’t even last ten minutes." Matthew uttered and accepted the towel that his secretary handed. "And they dare to look down on people?"

"Sire, is this because of Miss Woods?"

Instead of answering him, Matthew handed the towel back to him and started walking in circles in the middle of the training grounds. "I need ten more," he said.

Marko stared at him. Then he sighed and nodded.

After a few minutes, the ten bodies on the ground were lifted and sent to infirmary while another ten men wearing black surrounded Matthew.

None of them looked excited to see their King.

"All of you... together." Matthew said. By now, all he could see was Jude’s face. Jude fucking Caro and those glaring eyes of his.

He wanted to gouge them out.

But he couldn’t because if he gauges them out, Jude wouldn’t be able to see that Ava was only his.

No. The man needed to know that. He needed to see. He needed to watch.

Tsk.

Matthew’s illogical anger coursed through his veins. It was hot, searing. He agreed to let Ava work with Jude. He was smiling then.

But he couldn’t hold it in then.

The thought of Ava serving another man a coffee was enough to challenge his sanity.

His chest raised and fell as the first Lycan arrived in front of him. The atmosphere froze, his breathing halted.

With a quick step back, he avoided the attack and managed a counter. His nails grew longer, his eyes turned wilder as he gripped the man’s neck.

Tighter, his wolf said.

Kill him, it hissed.

"No." Matthew said to himself. "He can’t die." If Jude died... he wouldn’t get the chance to know that Ava was Matthew’s mate.

No. That wouldn’t make sense.

The man needed to know that SHE was HIS mate.

With a smile, Matthew tossed the man’s body away.

It landed a few meters away with a loud thud.

He thought he heard something crack but he had no time to think about that Jude. Especially when another Jude was coming to attack him.

And another.

There were too many of them.

Matthew’s pulse accelerated as the smell of blood around him intensified. Soon, the bodies lying on the ground increased. Soon, no one was standing aside from Matthew.

"Sire... you need rest."

"I will rest tonight." With Ava next to him.

"Too weak... Take them away. " Matthew uttered. "Don’t we have someone stronger?" But then again, Jude was weaker than him too. Right. He was weaker.

How could a weak man like that handle HIS Ava?

He clenched his hand as he lifted his head. Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

That’s right.

The smell of blood occupied the room. He liked it.

"Fire it." Matthew said.

"Sire?"

"Now."

Matthew heard another sigh. Then the shooting started.

Bullets.

Copper.

Steel.

Brass.

Silver.

Bullets that were made of various materials made their way towards him.

Then the dance started.

Matthew jumped and hopped around, his adrenaline spiking. His blood was boiling. He kicked the walls and used it to catapult towards the walls on the other side of the hall. He was running and ducking and jumping and avoiding the bullets.

Everything around him turned into a blur.

But he wasn’t done.

No. This was not enough to restore his sanity.

"M— Matthew?"

Ava’s voice rang inside his head.

Matthew stopped just as a bullet hit his arm.

He hissed.

"Matthew!"

Matthew looked at the entrance.

And there she was...

Brown hair...

Green eyes...

Pink luscious lips...

"Mine..." he uttered.

"God... Marko what the hell are you doing? He is bleeding! Do something!" Ava said.

"Leave us," Matthew said in a low voice only Marko would have heard.

Without any questions, Marko left.

"Matthew? What is going on?" Ava looked worried. A crack finally appeared on her perfect face. She looked surprised, horrified even. She ran towards him. She smelled like sweet lime. He could smell her all day.

Ava stood in front of him. "What is going on? A bullet just hit you..."

"Flesh wound. Will heal in a minute."

He tilted his head and bathed in the fragrance of her hair.

She blinked.

She looked confused.

"What happened?" she asked. "What— "

A kiss interrupted her words. He crashed his lips against hers.His hand grabbed the back of her neck roughly while his other hand wrapped around her small waist,as he pulled her against his body.

She gasped, surprised at his abrupt actions.

"Run..." he uttered in between the kisses.

He could barely control himself. He wanted to tear her clothes apart, claim her, fuck her until she called out his name, was the only thing she could remember, the only thing she could say.

"Run... Ava..." he said when their lips parted. "Wait for me... upstairs."

Her lips were already swollen, her eyes glassy as she lifted her gaze towards his. "Why would I?"she asked.

"For crying out loud Ava... just run..."

"Or what?"

"Or I will fucking rip your clothes apart and fuck you i this sea of blood."

He thought he saw her pupils dilate. Then she smirked.

She snapped her fingers and the light dimmed until it turned off.

Darkness occupied the hall.

"Catch me Matthew," Ava whispered. "Then claim your prize."

.....

Next Chapters will be R18. Don’t read if you can’t take BDSM and other possible triggering stuff. XD

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