Raiden’s POV
We were at the arena. Literal front row seats to the action. Did I care about the fights? Yeah. A little.
I definitely wanted those damn triplets to get what was coming to them after the stunt they pulled earlier. Karma had finally showed up ready to throw hands and honestly? I was here for it.
But my attention really wasn’t on the ring.
Not fully.
My mind kept replaying the same damn sentence over and over. ‘She wants to reject both of you.’
Yeah. Still hated that.
“What if we can’t fix this?” Nyx asked quietly.
That caught me off guard because Nyx usually acted overly confident about everything.
“I’m hoping we can,” I answered honestly. Because I didn’t know. And that bothered me more than I wanted to admit.
Beside me Zayden sat leaned forward in his chair watching
