Alpha Darius’ POV
He pressed the advantage, backing her toward the edge of the ring. Clara's defense was slipping, reactions slowing. Reid sensed victory, moved in for the finishing blow.
That was when Clara did something no one expected.
She charged him. A reckless, desperate move that flew in the face of everything she'd shown so far. It caught Reid off-guard just long enough for her to duck under his guard and drive her shoulder into his midsection.
The impact should have bounced off him. Instead, Reid found himself lifted, carried backward by the surprising strength in her frame. His feet left the ground for a crucial second—just long enough for Clara to hook his ankle and twist.
They went down together, a tangle of limbs and dust. When the cloud settled, Clara had somehow ended u
