I knew they were only trying to make me a better fighter, but I needed a break and didn't want to go up against her of all people. I guzzled water from a bottle in a nearby ice chest and struggled to get my breathing under control, keenly aware of her eyes on me. Probably assuming I'd be too tired now to put up much of a fight.

And she might've been right.

When my break was over, Sloan waltzed into the ring, looking fresh and confident, like a wolf ready to make an easy kill. ...