Page 35 of Viking's Vow


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He lived by the code.

“If you don’t, he will,” Wolf called to me again. “Finish him.”

We danced and parried for a few more minutes before he clutched at my sore ribs and I bowed over in pain, trying to catch my breath. He shoved me into the cage, the barbs ripping into my bare chest as I grunted out in pain.

Fuck this guy.

I gripped onto his arm and yanked as hard as I could so he headbutted the barbed wire. Pulling my ragged skin off the hooks and stumbling back, blood dripping into my eyes and down my chest, I watched as he tried to unlatch himself from some barbs, his arm ripped open, skin dangling down his wrist.

He was a mess. His blood dripping freely down his arm and onto the mat beneath us.

“You’re tougher than I remember,” he muttered. “But you won’t survive. No one does.”

“Try me,” I shot back. He lunged for me with everything he had. The blood loss was clearly taking effect as he stumbled when I stepped out of the way. He fell into the barbed wire again. Pushing up from it, his eyes caught mine. He was challenging me. He wanted me to end it.

Fuck.

He was directly in front of her.

I didn’t want her to see this.

I grabbed at his head and looked down at her.

“Look away,” I called out to her. She shook her head, fresh tears falling down her cheeks as she watched me battle for my life.

Fuck.

I ripped my wrappings from my hand and produced the razor blade I’d hidden. Gripping Pit’s head, I pulled his face off the barbed wire, and shoved the blade into his wrist, right over his vein.

Blood spewed out of his wound as he fell to his knees in front of her. She would be the last one he saw before he perished. A gurgle and he fell to his face on the mat, unmoving. The sounds of jeering and cheering echoedaround the large warehouse as the doors opened and Wolf barged in to pull me back from Pit while he was assessed. I kept my eyes on her as Alex pulled her away from the rest of the crew in case anyone wanted to hurt me more.

The look in her eyes was hard to read. Did she hate me?

Did she see the monster I was inside?

“That was one of the best battles I’ve seen,” Wolf said. “He clocked you a few times. No one expected you to pull that off.”

“Did she?” I asked, my eyes never moving from her as they left the warehouse and were finally out of view.

“She only cares that you made it,” Wolf said, but I didn’t believe him. I saw the shock on her face when I took his life so easily in front of her.

Bullet made his way inside the cage, a large grin on his face. “Damn, boy, didn’t know you had it in you.”

“He’s good now, yeah?” Wolf asked.

“All clear. The rules are the rules. You need to cover that tattoo pledging to us, though.”

“I’ll see to it,” Wolf told them.

“Good job, kid.”

Bullet moved out of the ring and the warehouse slowly emptied, the rumble of bikes the only sound aside from my own hissing as I tried to breathe through my ribs.Wolf put his hands on them, causing even more pain, and grunted.

“Probably cracked, but they’ll be okay,” he said. “Morena can help you when you get back.”

In fighting for my life, I may have lost the only reason to keep on going.

I closed my eyes, but all I saw were her scared eyes looking at me as I took the life of my so-called brother in arms.