Ezren’s POV
Freya had the upper hand. She sliced Kael along the ribs, and Ezren grinned to himself. He was pleased at how well she fought. She was skilled in handling Kael as large as he was.
She wasted no energy on movements that didn’t bring her momentum. She rushed him, dropped to the side, and spun with a leg out, dropping him to the ground. She was there with a kick to his bloodied ribs and to his chin. Kael raged with anger, springing to his feet, circling her. Freya mirrored him, not letting him out of her line of sight.
No sooner was her back turned to Kael’s men did the beta jump into the arena. With a hard landing, he stood slowly and then ran for her. Ezren knew he was going to interfere. He had been watching with anticipation.
Ezren jumped into the arena hard and rolled. H
