Chapter 62
Farrell's POV I smirk at her, as I throw another punch which she dodged successfully and this time she is the one smirking at her. I was probably wrong when I talked to my father about Aylee. She is strong enough to defeat me. But maybe I spoke too soon, as she misses a punch giving me a way to grab a hold of her and put her in a head lock and eventually in a death grip. Aylee chuckles as the entire crowd cheers for her. It is funny how my own pack is fiercely cheering for Aylee to win. I roll my eyes as I let her go and instead of surrendering as the defeated ones usually do, she catches me off guard as she grabs my ankles and drags my legs until I fall on the ground, flat on my ass. Before I could even understand what she was doing, she twisted my arm and pushed it into my back e
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