#Chapter 171 – Tension

The bell rings again suddenly, making me jump, but Luca and the Atalaxian drop their fists mid-fight and turn away from each other, each heading immediately to their respective corners. I know enough about the basics of boxing to know that this is the end of the round, but – well, I don’t know precisely what that means. “What’s happening?” I murmur, turning my face up towards my brother, my hands tense on the wall of the box. “Tiny break,” Rafe says with a sigh, looking down at me. He frowns for a second, looking around, and then spots my glass of white wine on the edge of the box. He picks it up and pushes it towards me. “Here, Ariel – have some of this. You’re freaking out.” “Of course I’m freaking out,” I growl, ignoring the glass of wine at first. But when he raises his eyebrow at me I scowl and snatch it out of his hand, taking a long swig of it. “He’s doing good, Ari,” Daphne says, biting her lip and looking down at the ring. “At least…I think he is?” “No, your instincts are