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Chapter 32

Shadow boxing myself to release some of this aggression Pinky steps up to the mat, his hand wrapped up like a taco. He's not wearing any gear, showing off his brown gelled hair.

"Hey, I heard the news about Tate," he smiles a dopey grin. I eye his hand, my chest constricting with the urge to climb out of this ring and beat Chase within in inch of his life.

Huffing, I climb down and grab the towel off his shoulder.

"You're hand going to be okay?" I ask concerned.

He shrugs, looking away. "It's a risk being in the ring with you guys. I know that."

If only he knew how much of a sadistic asshole Chase was, he wouldn't be so accepting.

"Don't spar with that pussy again, Pinky," I can't control the authority in my tone as I demand him to stay away from Chase.

"Why?" he looks at me with wide eyes.

I inhale a breath, wondering myself why I'm getting in the middle of this. Maybe it's because Pinky is so young, and really needs someone to look out for him.