Winston
I could feel Darius's gaze lingering on my naked body as he swung himself into the arena and the crowd was deathly silent.
Watching waiting with bated breath to see who would triumph between vampire and silver.
Beneath my thigh, my injury still bled and I wouldn't have to pretend too much. At least not in this set-up.
One thing I would have to thank Jameson for but as I stood opposite Darius, I ended up questioning where there he would keep to his word.
What if the moment that I lowered my guard, he came at me and I was left on the defensive?
That thought would gave to compensated. For now, it was time to fight.
He began to circle me and I watched him. After our little fight that I doubted could be safely classified as a fight, I had an idea how he moved.
He was quick and p
