“You are out of your absolute fucking mind,” Russel snapped, getting up from the table and slamming both hands on it. “There is no way in hell I’m letting Lola fight Drake in a Blood Challenge."

Finley’s composure finally cracked. He got up too and shouted right back in Russel’s face.

“You think I want this? I’ve spent her whole life trying to shield her. To protect her from Drake. And while I am grateful for what you’ve done thus far in keeping her safe, she is ...