C38 Chapter 32

Cirilla's Point Of View

I crashed into something hard, stumbling on the ground and taking a bite of the dust. The crowd grew quiet, and I didn't have to look to see the smile of triumph on Melinda's face.

I spit out the blood that was in my mouth, feeling my sore jaw. Fuck, these wolves really do hit hard.

I grabbed the metal chain next to me, getting up from the ground