Chapter 0333

"I should probably know more about boxing," I murmur to Rafe, at my side, as we get out of the car to the flashes and the shouts of the paparazzi.

My handsome brother laughs warmly down at me, offering his arm. "Yes, you probably should," he murmurs. "Considering who you're mated to. What do you know?"

I give him a tiny frown and a shrug as the rest of our family and friends climb out of the limo. "You know, all the basics."

His grin deepens. "Which are?"

"Punch punch. Jab jab." I give him a blissful Princess smile, making him laugh. "The one who knocks the other over the most wins!"

he says, looking around as the last of our party emerges from the car and offering his arm."

wrapping a hand around his proffered elbow. This is all very deliberate, of course. My family talked it through earlier and decided that I should enter the

hear my name more than I'm used to people usually call for mom and dad and Rafe much more than they do me. But this time there are a thousand questions for me - asking if I'm Luca's mate, if we're in love, if I'm pregnant with his

necessary. When we get in there's a group of security there who begin to escort us to the Royal Box, but I drop Rafe's arm and turn back to Daphne, who walked in with Ben." So?" I say, grinning at both

"I was born for the spotlight." Her voice is mock smug, and she lifts her chin haughtily, but we both

say, laughing and looping

a bit of a dream, isn't it, Ari? But I'm

over my shoulder next to

I think, nodding to myself. It's going to be a very good

but I tug Daphne forward so that we can get a look of the stadium. I stop to give my grandpa a kiss on the check before I dart to the low wall at the front edge of the box, eager

I appear within sight of the public already gathered in the stadium and she gasps a little,

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