Chapter Twenty-One
Skully went for a low blow, high-kicking Saka in his nether region. The wolf protected his jewels within an inch of his life.
On the other side of the ring, Chak went straight for Skye’s face with his claws. She back-stepped in her heeled boots and caught his forearm. Chak went low, swiping at her leather boots with his gators.
“Did you do the fixtures in here?” Diaz asked Tres.
Tres nodded, his eyes on the aggressive display before us all.
“It’s really nice,” said Diaz. “I’ve been thinking about doing something similar at the manor. We need something sturdy with all those cubs monkeying around.”
A loud crack broke up the guys’ home renovation conversation when Saka’s body was tossed upward and broke said fixture.
“Maybe something sturdier?” said Diaz.
The moment
