Page 151 of Shattered By Grace

Lena didn’t make a sound.

The ref yanked Victoria back to check on her, but Lena was already pushing up. She spat blood onto the mat, wiping at the stream running from her busted brow.

“Still standing?” Victoria muttered, breath coming fast, knuckles aching.

Lena’s bloody grin widened. “Guess Tristan trained you too?”

Victoria barely heard her. She was already moving.

A jab to the temple. A kick to the ribs. A final, savage punch to the nose.

Lena swayed but stayed upright.

Another sickening crack.

But this one wasn’t from the fight below.

Cassian’s voice rang out, cold. Final.

“You are not loyal to me. You are no longer my son.”

Victoria’s stomach twisted.

Her gaze snapped to the platform.

Cassian stood rigid, fury bleeding into every line of his face. Across from him, Tristan stood tall, jaw clenched and shoulders squared.

Something shifted in Cassian’s stance.

Victoria knew that stance.

So did Tristan.

The first punch flew.

Before Victoria could react, Lena tackled her.

Pain exploded across her back as she hit the mat.

Lena pinned her down, panting, blood dripping from her nose onto Victoria’s skin.

“Guess he finally cut the leash,” Lena rasped, pressing her forearm against Victoria’s throat. “I should thank you. You made him weak.”

Victoria snarled, twisting, then flipped them over.

Now Lena was beneath her.

“That so?” Victoria ground out.

Then she swung.

A brutal punch.

Lena’s head snapped to the side.

Another.

And another.

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