Chapter 29

ELLE

Dulaney believed that he would come out the victor today, but I knew the truth. He would either submit or would get knocked unconscious. I would not kill him if I had the choice because there were others who should get to weigh in on things.

Gabriel trained me to become the best fighter that I could be. He took me to my limits and threw me past them in order to ensure that I could protect myself if the need arose. We trained on every scenario that we could envision potentially happening. One-on-one, two-on-one, blindfolded, and so on.

I would not say that I was the best fighter out there, because I certainly was not, but I knew the type of fighter Dulaney was. He was cocky, arrogant, and easily manipulated. Anger stunted him, and he lost control each and every time.

I would not make the first move, so I waited for him to. I did not have to wait long because he was an impatient person. He rushed up the middle and threw a punch directly at my face. It was the same move that he a