Red I can’t see. Nash and Jeffrey are about to fight and I can’t see. I pull away from the man who was holding me and stick out my tongue. Very mature, I know, but I’m pissed. Who does he think he is that he can hold me against my will? Now the battle is about to begin and I’m scared. I’m trying so hard to hold it together for Nash, but I can’t help but be a little bit worried. This is my man we’re talking about. Yeah, he’s mine. As much as he likes to think he claimed me as his own, the truth was that he’ll always be the one who saved me after my grandma died. He’ll always be Wolfy, the one who stayed with me when things got tough. He’ll always be the one who took care of me, fed me, clothed me. He’ll always me my protector. And now he’s about to battle my brother and I sure as hell know he doesn’t fight fair.
