"Babe, I hate this," I whined.
Lucqs chuckled and took my hand, intertwined our fingers and brought it to his lips to kiss it. "It's just a friendly matching, pretty one,"
"If you get hurt, I will be very, very mad," I huffed.
"Honestly, princess. There's no one walking out of the arena without being wounded," Seb laughed. "Did we set a price over this?"
"What do you want?" Lucas asked.
Seb grinned. "I want a date with this princess."
My jaw dropped, how dare he say that to Lucas Alexander?
Lucas growled. "Over my dead body, Sebby."
"Hey! I've been over her since I learned to walk! It's just a date, Luke!"
"I'm not going to make my pregnant mate watch me going inside the arena to let her date another man," Lucas deadpanned.
Seb looked at me. "You are pregnant?"
"Yes, twins," Luc
