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Mabel shouted angrily. Sofia stood on her feet,she was the same height as Mabel,tall as Mabel was even . She stared at Mabel with her leg crossed as she leaned on the desk “Again ma’am, I can't disclose my boss’s location without an appointment, come back later”. Mabel who was now pissed off to the limit angrily raised her hands to give Sofia her slap on the cheek. As though Sofia suspected her next movement,she held Mabel’s hands as she shoved them away.

Belle trailed off. “Control your anger?” Pooh guessed. Belle snapped her fingers. “Exactly.” They exchanged looks. Fighting wasn’t just throwing punches. It was strategy, control, focus. Done right, it could be discipline, even therapy. Anthony shook his head. “No. There are other sports. Basketball, swimming, bowling, and golf. Anything. Fighting isn’t for you.” “You don’t get to decide that,” Belle shot back. “What if it is right for me?” “Just give her a shot,” Kyle said. “A trial run. If she hates it, she can move on to something safer.”

"Please stop this, there’s nothing wrong with liking someone from their own sex." "Aww, the little silent girl is finally talking." A girl said. "Sarai, let's just go, they're not worth it." Chad told me. I sighed, he was right no one would listen. "Not so fast." A guy grabbed me by the hair and punched me in the face. "What the fuck.” Chad attacked him.

Ranveer queried, glaring back at them. “Who do you think you are? Why are you questioning us?” Pratap asked, getting pissed off. Ranveer pulled him closer to himself with his collar. “Where did you meet her?” he thundered. “Hey, let go of him!” Pratap’s friends yelled, pushing Ranveer away. Fisticuffs started between them and Ranveer. Each person tried to make his punch count. They gathered Ranveer, he defended himself. The table got smashed down. They flung bottles in the air. They pushed Ranveer down to the floor. One of them lifted a wood to hit Ranveer with it, he found himself flying back and hitting against the wall. They were all surprised. It was Sidd. He had been trailing Ranveer. H

He asks. “No one anymore. But after today, you can call me Alpha.” “FIGHT!” Alpha Felipe roars and I am on Jariah faster than he can process the words. I leap through the air, throwing my fist directly into his face. It lands with a satisfying crack and he stumbles back, blinking as I rush to land another blow. He maneuvers to the left, just avoiding a second hit, his body moving faster than I thought it would. I don’t want to waste my time on this fight, so I tap into my wolf, waiting for Jariah to make the next move. He parries forward, swiping out and missing.

I knock the gun from his hand, the weapon clattering to the ground, its threat neutralized. We clash, a whirlwind of fists and fury. He's skilled, his moves calculated and precise, but I'm driven by relentless, raw unfiltered rage. Our bodies collide, each impact echoing with the memory of our previous encounters. This time, there's no hesitation, no restraint—only a fierce resolve to protect what matters most to me, and fuck up this son of a bitch.

Regal said as he laughed. "But man, even at that you've got to learn the basics of self-defense, except you are ready to have guards, guard you even in your toilets," ken said as they all busted into another round of laughter. Soon the laughter wore out as they began stretching their hands and arms for the fistfight. "Fine am going to indulge you guys this time," Regal said as he joined in stretching his hand. "Don't be so surprised, I might give you guys a shocker" he said, "I doubt that" ken argued.

And she whispered back – without even one tremor of hesitation or fear – “I love you, too.” **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed following the individual and group stories of the ‘Fighting For Love’ series characters. ‘Fighting Love’ (Fighting For Love #3), the next book in the series, is Reena and Mitch's story and and it’s available here on GoodNovel. I also invite you to please check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

“Nick. Oh, my God.” “I started to think: what if I’d been able to fight back? I mean, I was big and tough – I had played football all through high school and I was in great shape. But I had no idea how to fight… I had never even really punched anybody in my life. If I had learned, would Shelley still be alive? I was sure she would be.” “Nick.” Mia was horrified. “Nick, you have no way of knowing that.”

"Rhea. Breathe." I can't breathe. I can barely think. "You don't have to fight," Alec says quietly. "You can withdraw." "And look weak?" The words come out sharp. Bitter. "That's exactly what they want." "So what are you going to do?" I stare at Joric and Britney. They're still smiling. Still celebrating their cruel joke. Something hardens inside me. Something cold and certain. "I'm going to fight," I say. "Are you sure?" Remy asks.