Chances

Chapter Twenty Three

The final round came sooner than it was expected. Leah seemed calm and she didn't even bother to look at her friends. Her eyes were fixed on Vixen; her opponent, who had blood screaming down from the corner of her left eye.

Leah smirked at Vixen, who stared back at her with cold eyes. She could murder her at the spot...that was if she had enough strength to spare. Not as if Leah wasn't considering the same thoughts.

Then a voice sounded so loud from the crowd. That was Dean's voice. She could never forget how deep but smooth his voice was. And the way he often mentioned her name and smiled at her, were as if she were the only one that mattered to him.

So she turned in the direction at where the voice came from. Dean smiled at her cheerfully, hoping to see her smile too. But instead, he