The Wolf King
The three of them fought, returned blow for blow, avoiding each other’s faces, and
mixed it up with some kick-boxing and wrestling. Brass dropped out first after Justice
put him on his ass. Panting, he held up his arms, done. Tiger snarled and launched at
Justice but he was ready for the move. He sidestepped, ducked and threw out an arm to
nail the male who had missed him by inches. Tiger hit the mat on his back, groaned and
stared up at him.
“I give,” Tiger said and lifted his hands.