Chapter 0345

The bell rings again suddenly, making me jump, but Luca and the Atalaxian drop their fists mid-fight and turn away from each other, each heading immediately to their respective corners. I know enough about the basics of boxing to know that this is the end of the round, but well, I don't know precisely what that means.

"What's happening?" I murmur, turning my face up towards my brother, my hands tense on the wall of the box.

"Tiny break," Rafe says with a sigh, looking down at me. He frowns for a second, looking around, and then spots my glass of white wine on the edge of the box. He picks it up and pushes it towards me. "Here, Ariel - have some of this. You're freaking out."

"Of course I'm freaking out," I growl, ignoring the glass of wine at first. But when he raises his eyebrow at me I scowl and snatch it out of his hand, taking a long swig of it.

"He's doing good, Ari," Daphne says, biting her lip and looking down at the ring. "At least... I think he is?"

me. Ben comes close on Rafe's other side, clearly wanting

towards the ring at table, where three men and one woman sit, consulting seriously. "Those are

between all the boys. "Just...whoever wins the

shrug, peering down at Luca. I follow his gaze, staring down at my mate, a little bolstered to see that Luca looks absolutely fine. He's sitting on a little stool in his corner, and his uncle is leaning

what about in actuality?"

and I suspect that

giving me an anxious little glance that makes me groan and

hearty pat on the back that makes me stumble forward a few step. "We have about thirty

I gasp, spinning and watching

to calm down. We all

neither is us just being bombed," I murmur as Jesse comes back almost too quickly with a tray of shots,

were my favorite." She gives him

as mom and Cora clink their glasses together and throw back the tequila.

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