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There was no spectator was break up their scrap this time, just the will power of whomever wished to end this struggle for dominance. It was unfortunate that this would be the second time they came to this, and for the second time it was invoked by her. Perhaps it was a sign these conflicts. Perhaps the ancestors were trying to convey something that either of them had yet to see. Assumptions could be made but what was truly known that again, it was X'yrin that started the interlock again, and again she was hell bent on asserting her superiority; her claim as Alpha against her beloved.
Though the strain was taxing, she held fast to her prize even as his claws dug into her wrists and pierced down into the flesh. The pain had silenced her savage snarls but the grunts of the struggle still sounded quietly. He could hurt her all he wanted, her mind and body were trained to endure pain but only of the physical sort. All else fell through the vulnerable cracks. Surely she would be plagued by this when she was able to regain her sense when all was said and done.
The movement that followed was swift and took her by surprise; a literal vault using her own resistant methods and thrown overhead and down to the ground again. But her grip hardly lessened, even as his claws dug deeper into her wrist and the tinge of blood stained the warm air. Her own hold was resilient but not absolute. Holding onto with him with anger feeding into her vice-like hold, she looked into the eyes of the man she sought to dominate..but did not see the Jaden she knew staring back at her just as angry. She felt his grip slacken as her own increased around his throat exploiting the fatal vulnerability like only a fighter knew how, but it released so suddenly as if her hand had touched fire.
This was the second time she had come to be in a position like this, her claws at another's throat slowly bringing them to darkness. Looking to Jaden, she could recall clearly whom had been her victim in the battle for dominance then...and sadly her mate had refused to fight back until she came to her senses. Just as she was made to do now and as a consequence fell limp.
What the hell was she doing?
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