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You're Not My Mate novel Chapter 43

Violet King:

Emotions: anger, annoyance, determination, confusion

Wounds: none

Power status: high

Logan Mendes:

Emotions: determination, anger, playfulness

Wounds: bruised palm

Power status: high

Okalen Velaz:

Emotions: hatred, anger, fear, determination

Wounds: black eye

Power status: medium-high

Orzaken Herring:

Emotions: anger, fear, determination, lust

Wounds: bloody knuckles

Power status: high

Jean Pierce:

Emotions: none

Wounds: none

"That's his nickname? That's awesome!" I laugh. My mom only smiles. She looks up at the boys, they bow respectfully. She nods at them then looks over at Logan, he bows as well, she walks up to him after telling Adam to stay where he is and says something in his ear, he raises an eyebrow at her. She smiles, and nods. He looks over at Alex and smirks with fire in his eyes.

"I don't know what she said to him, but he gonna kill Alex judging the way he's looking at him." Dad says, I nod.

"To be honest I couldn't give two shits, but Destiny doesn't like the idea of that." I say back.

"Understandable." He says, he patted me on the back and teleported up to the balcony. My mom soon followed with Adam be her side.

"As a gift from me to the contestants you all can use your favorite weapon from your normal lives. Logan will get his katana he named Reaper. Okalen will get his mini sword named Phoenix. Orzaken will get his dagger named Bob. Jean will get her long sword named Justice Flame. Cally will get her double sided sword named Bloodlust. Violet will get her dagger named Soul." As my mom named us off and our weapon they appeared in our hands. It felt good to have Soul back in my grip, I tossed him from hand to hand a couple of times and massaged the handle in my hand as I waited for my leathal match to come. The order was simple.

Jean V.S Orzaken

Logan V.S Cally

Violet V.S Okalen

The ones that win their matches then fight in a three-way non-lethal match in order for the ranking to take place. I was beyond ecstatic that I was fighting Okalen, I was going to kill him, I was going to make him suffer. Logan walked to my side as we watched the first match. Orzaken was strong, but Jean. Jean was stronger. She hand the advantage with her longsword's length. But Orzaken was skilled and knew how to get his dagger within range of Jean. By the end Jean had a lot of small cuts and a few deep ones, Orzaken was on the ground pinned with Jeans longsword through his throat. Blood was spouting out like a fountain, the audience cheered at the sight, loving the deadly scene that had just played out for them as Jean and Orzaken fought for their lives. Jean switched places with Logan as him and Cally got in the ring. Logan had his katana still sheathed. Cally had her double sided sword tightly in her grasp. I raised an eyebrow slightly, studying them. They were both studying each other waiting for the other to make the first move. Logan slightly moved his right foot, testing Cally's reaction, he got what he wanted when she stepped back into a scared and defensive position. Logan smirked and unsheathed his katana, it was pitch black with bright blue lightning strikes. Cally's face instantly was consumed by fear and dread. She quickly hide it as she took a deep breath and dashed towards Logan ready to strike. Logan didn't waste any time in the fight, he looked bored, he stepped forward and strikes with his katana. The arena was silent enough that you could hear the wooshing sound of his blade cutting through the air before it cut clean into Cally's side. I thought for a second he missed as his sword made a clean and full swing from the side, the blood and Cally's now cut in half body told me I was wrong. Logan draged both sides of the katana along the fabric of Cally's shirt to clean off the blood before he sheathed it again walking over to me as the audience came back to reality clapping and cheering.

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