I couldn’t look away from the fight, even though I was terrified that Jax might be injured by the young men he was facing.
I expected the Emperor to observe me and my reactions, but his own eyes were fixed firmly on the ring and it was clear he was absorbed in the fighting.
“This is an important fight,” he explained without turning to look at me, “Jax is permitted to spare one of these men, and I am not quite sure whether any of them are worth sparing at the moment.”
My lips parted as I began to question what he had planned, but a flash of movement in the ring caught my eye and the question was left to gnaw at me as my wide eyes were unable to look at anything but Jax - the wolf I had so readily accepted he was at the moment - as he forced one of the young men to back himself against a
