Alora watched Heaven's jaw-dropping as she put her condition to her. Her eyes dilated looking at the Alpha Princess burning in utmost rage.
'You either have to accept Tristan as your chosen mate or ask for my apology by sitting on your knees and accepting your wrongdoing towards me!'
"Who the fuck are you to order me like this, you filthy peasant," Heaven muttered as her face contorted into an ugly look.
"Hmm. I guess you are afraid now that you would lose to me, Heaven." Alora nodded. "As I told you, if you win, I will back off and you will get your dream man. But I think your so-called love for Erix is as fake as your personality." Alora giggled like she let out a joke.
The bell rang in the suffocated air and everyone turned silent as the combat took an initiating turn. Alora could see her provocation was shadowing Heaven's features.