#Chapter 83: Wounded Hearts

Kayla Nicholas and Mason rolled across the sandy floor of the sparring ring in a flurry of kicks and punches. If it weren’t for the blood gushing from my leg, I might have paused to marvel at the intensity of the fight, just like the other wolves who had come running at the sound of the scuffle. But it was all over so fast that I hardly even had time to register what was happening. In an instant, Nicholas had Mason pinned to the ground. Nicholas’s shirt had gotten ripped during the fight, revealing taut muscles glistening with sweat, dirt, and blood that wasn’t his. “Anyone else care to challenge me?!” Nicholas bellowed, pinning Mason face-down in the dirt with one knee pressed into his back. Mason tried to writhe free, but quickly realized, with a yelp of pain when Nicholas twisted his arm, that continuing to fight would only make things worse for him. The assembled wolves murmured amongst themselves, but none stepped forward to support Mason. Nicholas, s