Retribution

Kia knew he had the upper hand with Liam, he could tell he was getting weak, there was a slash on one of his head, legs and he was limping. It had taken him some time to be able to get that wound in.

But it had cost him too; Lim had gotten to his eyes, his left eyes specifically. It just lay there on his face dripping blood riddled of any vision.

Kia was worried; if an attack came at his blind side he wasn’t sure he would be able to see it.

The Betas and the healer pack were watching, eyes fixed intensively on the fight unfolding before their eyes. He couldn’t let Liam win; it would be like committing suicide if he let him win.

One way or the other he was going to end this cycle of violence.

Too weak to come at me?

He still had that cocky voice like he still had everything under control but that was far from the case.

Why don’t you come at me, or your leg won’t let you?

They circled each