THE SITUATION WAS AT ITS WORST. Oscar was yelling Byron’s name over and over as he tried to focus on him.
"Do not die in front of me. You must fight this! Get up, Byron!" he was crying as he screamed. It was hard to watch, but he had to. There was no way he would let go of Scott without punishing him. His arms extended to reach for Byron, but the cage got in the way.
The match had been halted because of what happened, and the referee started to count on Byron.
"Your alpha is no match for me!" Scott shouted as he raised his hands. He was winning and he knew it.
"Eight!" the referee shouted. It only takes ten counts for a winner to be declared and he was approaching it fast.
"You cheated. This is not a win. Byron is still breathing!" Oscar screamed with all his might. He wasn’t supposed
