Chapter 10

Matteo’s POV

I hold on to the armrest as I watch how fast Britney got into Freya, and worry has started to eat me. I sighed in relief after my mate dodged her swiftly. However, the bitch continued to deliver continuous combination blows, which she effortlessly evaded. As the fight went on, I didn't think I needed to worry about Freya anymore. She used her brain, and I had a feeling that she was trying to tire out her opponent and would fight back when necessary. She may be the type of fighter who doesn't want to waste time or make unnecessary hits that will not count.

The smirk on Freya's face told me that she was ready to fight back, and Britney noticed it too, which made her stop for a while. Yeah, only for a while, because the moment she did that, Freya was already in front of her, leaning her head forward with her tight fist, ready to take down the bitch. But she must have known what my mate would do because she suddenly took a step back. The bitch is good, and I