Confrontations

Fenrir's POV

I watched as she headed toward Angelica and slapped her hard across the face. The slap resounded in the arena, and everyone stopped talking at once. I couldn't stop her from attacking Angelica, and even though I appreciated her standing up for herself, I knew all eyes would be on her, and there might be attempts to retaliate against her.

"What the hell is wrong with you, peasant!" Angelica rubbed her face as she recovered from the slap. "How dare you slap my face!"

"That's because you're a backstabbing bitch who betrayed your friend out of jealousy! You made it seem like you were in it together, but in reality, you were the mastermind. And to be honest, I wish you had suffered the same fate as Miss Donna!" I couldn't remain silent any longer as I approached them.

Murmurs filled the arena, and I despised seeing Lorena in such a vulnerable position.

"You better shut your human up, unless you want her to be attacked by the wolves," Draca warned, scoffing. "If you want to pro