Logan’s POV
It was a few minutes into my third round with Daniel when I realised Alina was missing. I grabbed Daniel’s fist that had been heading for my stomach and swiftly pulled his arm up behind his back and twisted, bringing him to his knees. I held him there for a few more seconds longer than I should, being careful not to break his arm, so I could quickly sweep the gym for any sight of Alina. When I couldn’t see her, my heart stopped. I released Daniel and took a few steps back, buying myself some more time, my eyes searching the crowd frantically.
Without warning, Daniel’s fist connected with my right cheek and blood from my mouth sprayed onto the floor. I heard the shocked gasps from the regular onlookers. No one had ever managed to make me bleed before. I felt another blow to my
