POV: Ben Archer

The entire school had an opinion about my fight with Bea.

I couldn't walk ten feet without someone stopping me to offer strategy advice, place bets, or ask if I was really stupid enough to face an Alpha female in single combat. By lunch the next day, the informal betting pool had reached ridiculous proportions.

"Five hundred says Bea pins you in under three minutes," Tyler announced at our table.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," I muttered into my ...