Two.

Bella

The dark haired man gives me thirty minutes to sort myself out. He hands me a plate of food. “You need all the energy you can get to make it through tonight.”

The dark haired man walks me through the crowds. A mixture of cheers and boos come from the Humans, Wolves and Lycans. The dark haired man pushes me into the boxing ring before I had a chance to ask a question

“Good Luck.” He nods to someone behind me.

I turn to see a man standing opposite me. Shorts barely skim his hips. His toned body seemed to have the females gushing over him. He is easily over six feet tall and well built. Compared to my small five foot frame, he was massive. He was a Lycan.

Size never scared me. He was going to die.

“A little girl, you want me to fight a little girl?” He shouts out to the crowd. There is a unanimous cheer. “Then let’s give the crowd what they want.”

He takes a step towards me, pulling his arm back, ready to throw a fist at my face. Annoyance flashes through his dark blue eyes as I easily dodge it. He scrambles around, throwing punches left and right. Becoming more and more frustrated as he keeps missing me. Being big didn’t always have its advantages.

His energy was quickly depleting and I hadn’t even started. Beads of sweat were forming on his brow as he takes another swing.

I was done with this shit. 

Dropping to the mat and swinging myself around, I throw myself up, wrapping my legs around his neck. Flipping him to the mat with ease. Without missing a beat, I ram my thumbs into his eye sockets. Driving them as deeply as they could go.

His screams are like music to my ears.

The crowd goes silent, as blood sprays everywhere. The dark haired man comes from nowhere, trying to pull me off. He screeches at me not to kill the other man. But if I was going to fight for my life, I was making damn sure that I was the one who survived.

It takes four fully grown Lycan’s to pull me off. The man on the mat wasn’t moving. The delight that spread through me, gave me pure happiness until that fucking taser hit me again.

Dumped on the small office floor, I laid there staring up at the dirty ceiling. My body still spasming from the voltage that they had used. Every inch of me was silently trying to fight the pain.

“It was my fault. I didn’t tell her that it was just a fight.” I could hear the dark haired man saying.

“She fucking killed him, look at her, she is tiny.” Another unfamiliar voice was too close for my liking.

“Her father did say she was a little on the feral side.”

“A little feral? Fuck me, Dom. This girl is something else. No wonder he wanted to get rid of her. I would too if she was my kid.”

I feel a foot on my leg “You with it yet?” 

It was the dark haired man, but I still couldn’t speak. My arms and legs continued to twitch. The voltage had been a lot stronger this time. 

All I kept thinking about was how I had done exactly what I was told. The dark haired man said ‘survive’ and that was something I was good at..

“I will clear up the mess and you need to decide what we are doing with her. She can’t kill everyone.”

Yes I could and I will.

Screams comes from somewhere down the hallway. Another man’s deep voice demanded to know who was running this place. His voice could be heard over everyone. He seemed confident, like people feared him.

I guess they did by they did by the way the dark haired man was looking at me.

He was telling people to go home. 

A few moments later, I feel the rush of air as the door swings open.

“What the fuck is this?” The new voice mutters. I could hear the anger in his deep voice. His voice was like music to my ears. It was a strange feeling. To actually want someone to keep talking.

“It’s nothing.” The dark haired man mutters. “It’s not what it looks like.”

“We have already shut you down once, Dom. Now you will have to stand trial in front of the King.”

“No, Aiden. This wasn’t the same. We weren’t running…. This was a mistake.” I could see him waving his hands at me.

“Save it. I don’t want to fucking hear it. How many more times have I told you? It is illegal to have minors fighting full blooded Wolves and Lycans.”

He knew, how the fuck could he know? 

“She killed him. There is no way she is a minor.”

“That’s not the point, Dom. You shouldn’t be running this fucking shit show. It always gets out of hand.”

Strange grey eyes come into view as he leans over me. He had darker hair than the other guy. Neater too, a little shaved at the sides. His jawline was sharp with just a hint of stubble.

His eyes run over me. “Can you speak?”

I tried opening my mouth, but no sound came out.

“Where did you get this one? Does she even have a name?”

“She is called Bella. Her father sold her to us.”

“What? Why would he do that? Who the fuck is her father?”

“We didn’t get a name.” I watch Dom shrug his shoulders. Knowing full well that he was lying. Why was he trying to cover for my father?

The grey eyed man slides his arms under me. Lifting me, he holds me close to his chest and doesn’t throw me over his shoulder like the bald guy did..

“Leighton, put Dom in cuffs and take him to my father. My dad is going to be pissed that he did this again.”

I’m carried through the empty building. Everyone had cleared out. Were they afraid of this man? He did mention the King, but the King hadn’t been seen in ages.

He slides me into the back seat of his truck. “When you feel better, I would rather you didn’t try anything stupid.” He points to the floor. “There’s some water bottles there and Leighton has probably left a load of snacks. Help yourself.”

I still couldn’t move, but he closed the door anyway. He climbs into the front seat. Starting up the car without even looking back at me. He didn’t seem to care that I had just killed someone. He didn’t seem to be afraid.

By the time I was getting feeling back in my body, the grey eyed man had stopped the truck.

“We’re here.” He smiles at me, leaning over the back seat.

“Where?” I just about choke out as everything continued to spin. I do not recommend ever getting tasered.

“My place.”