Chapter 81

• It was D-day, and nerves ate at me like termites would to wood. My stomach twisted in knots, a sharp contrast to the throbbing crowd whose faces were lit up in smiles. After all, everyone had gathered to see the fight for the alpha male.
• I stood with my mate, preparing him for the fight ahead. He had decided to wear only a singlet and a short, and I was trying my best not to claw out the eyes of the females that were ogling him. Instead, I decided to focus on him.
• “You know what to do, right?” I asked him as I smoothed the wrinkles from his shirt, even though there was nothing to do. I just needed the excuse to touch him. “If you are caught in a bind, aim for his crotch, and he won't be able to escape it.”