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A Leash and The Arena II

I put my hand over my eyes immediately as soon as I saw the beast sink its claws and teeth into the flesh of its prey. Violently, Theo removed my hands from my eyes and pinned them at my back.

Watching in terror made the insides of my stomach churn. "Please, I don't want to see this," I cried, trying to pry my hands away from him. The beast had taken a huge chunk of flesh from him and his blood spurted everywhere.

His cries of anguish reverberated round the arena.

"Please stop!" I yelled but he was unrelenting.

"Theo what the hell!", a beastly roar came from behind us. Theo's hands were ripped away from mine with so much force. I whipped my head around to see Cyrus with blazing red eyes. "You sent me to the throne room to torture my slave mentally with this?"

Theo met his gaze without faltering. He gave a hard stare and snatched his hands away. "She is obviously messing with you and I had to show her what would happen if I find out anything dark about her."

"Messing with me, how?"
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