(Alex’s POV)
I wish it were me in that ring right now. These f*ckers need to pay for what they’ve been doing. And, I mean, I get it that some of them were f*rced into this. But the ones that weren’t? Or they kept doing it after they ‘worked off their debt’? They need to pay the most. They were the ones taking these kids' lives, after all. No mercy, no remorse.
So why should they receive any of either in return?
“We ain’t fighting for you, b*tch.” One of the fighters finally said, spitting on the ground in our general direction. I was ready to leap at him for his disrespect but April, to her credit, kept her cool. “No, you’re fighting for your life. And this time it isn’t against a smaller, weaker, untrained opponent. And I get that you’re scared but at least you all have an actual figh
