88-Finley

Finley’s POV

Banjo- Did she have to throw the head toward the parents?

Me- It’s Ariella, you expected less?

Banjo- Fair point. She has a petty side.

Me- Petty? More like vengeful bitch.

Banjo- I was trying to be respectful.

Me- Whatever, dude.

Banjo- Mate is uncomfortable.

“Baby, do you want to go lay down?” I ask, checking on Everly. She smiles softly and nods. “Let me carry you.”

I scoop her up and walk away from the killing field. Yesterday, it was just a challenge field, usually to tap out or first blood. But Ariella Conrad knows only one way to win a challenge, bloody death.

“Why did you let Anderson kill Kale?” Everly asks me as I walk. She is leaning into my chest.

“I couldn’t. He was evil and traitrus. But I would be lying if I said I wouldn’t do the same things he did if you asked,” I tell her as I kiss her head. “He was a man overtaken by the Mate Bond.”

“You would fuck and kill my sister for me?" Everly laughs.

I must make a disgusted face because Everly looks offended.

“So