Chapter 33

"Oh my God!" I covered my parted lips as Fenris punched down the man named, Hans who challenged him.

They were in a cylindrical wire net for a long time now and Fenris' scars were visible on his chest and face. Right, he had no strength of healing himself while we were in this circus.

I massaged my trembling hands, feeling the nervousness slowly eating me alive. Hans had punched him multiple times now but Fenris had also hit the masculine man, many times. Fenris was strong when he had the strength of a werewolf though I could also say he still has the capability of fighting even without his animalistic instincts.

My ears were getting numb to the crowd's shouts and cheer.

"Oh my!" I flinched when he hit Hans again, pushing the man backwards; he lost his balance, dumping his body on the floor as he bounced. I squeezed my eyes closed; that was a strong force.

Fenris was heavily breathing while looking at Hans on the floor. He leaned his back on the net, resting both of his arms while hi