Chapter 65 CHAPTER 65: DONE PLAYING NICE

MASON’S POV

Kade was going to kill me.

As I groaned, feeling the blinding pain of my arm being pulled out of my socket, I had one thought: What the fuck?

I’d sparred with Kade more times than I could remember. He always won.

But never like this. He always pulled his punches, his ‘killing blows’ were a mock. Sparring was an exercise, a way to blow off steam.

This wasn’t that.

Groaning, I pulled out my other hand from beneath me and tapped it against the floor. A sign that I was tapping out—surrendering.

Kade didn’t move, leaning his weight heavier on me. I bit back a scream as his knee dug into my spine.

I tapped against the floor again, more frantically. “Kade! I fucking surrender!”

He leaned forward and growled in my ear. “I should tear out your arm and beat you to death with it.”