Page 6 of Love Bites Hard

Hell, I hadn’t been around myfriendin so long that I couldn’t be sure.

Not that I’d been around anyone else, either.

I clenched my fists.

I needed to focus on the fight with Curtis.

After that, I could figure out what to do with my siren.

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I’d barely saidgoodbye to my sisters when a literal wall of vampire men encircled me. They were so huge, I couldn’t see over them. They stood so tightly in a circle that I couldn’t see through them, either.

They walked down what I thought was a hallway, basically dragging me along between them. It was intensely uncomfortable, but it was better than being handed over to the wolves, so I dealt with it.

We entered what seemed to be a massive room with insanely high ceilings, and finally, I could see something.

Bleachers.

So many bleachers.

They looked like they’d been dragged in, and were set up in a massive circle around something in the middle of the room that the vampires were blocking from my view. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize it was probably Porter and Curtis, since everyone was there to see them fight.

My guards led me to the bottom of the bleachers. They could’ve let me stand on one of the benches, but instead kept me on the tile floor.

And closed in around me even tighter.

I fought the urge to push them away.

They were there for my benefit, even if it didn’t feel like it.

When I tried to peek through the small gaps between them, I caught glimpses of a cage in front of me.

The room grew progressively louder until the bleachers were full. Then, someone with a microphone commanded everyone to shut up.

He announced that the challenge for alpha would only have one winner—and that whoever didn’t win, would die.

My eyes widened.

That was alovelylittle piece of information.

I should’ve asked for more details about wolf challenges before I went and bound myself to Porter.

What if he lost, and died?

Holy crap, I could be spending the rest of my immortal life alone.

Granted, I could probably find people to keep me company. Our mate bond would prevent me from feeding on anyone but him, but if he died, I’d be free from that.

I wouldn’t be able to bond with anyone else.

But I’d figure it out. It’d be fine.

Probably.

Forcing a slow breath out, I fought the tension in my stomach as the microphone guy announced the start of the fight.

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