BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 464: Fist Fight

Chapter 464: Fist Fight

GRAYSON

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I need to know what happened. Because this is a totally different Dace Devereaux... completely different from who I encountered before. What happened in Costa Rica and is Emma okay? I need to know. But I have a feeling I know just about half of it.

"That’s a good enough answer for me," he said, keeping his stern gaze on me still waiting for me to mess up. Dace is grim and his aura only makes it worse, to be honest. But I know how to stand my ground. I won’t make it if I cower in his presence, he will only use it as leverage.

He doesn’t trust me yet with his sister and the same as me. I guess we are in the same fucking boat.

"What are your plans for Emma?" I asked in a stern tone.

The corner of his lips tipped in a smile. "Many things"

I think I don’t want to know this many things. I just want to know if she will be safe with him. He might not know this but this is like giving him another chance with Emma after everything that happened. And as Emma’s brother, I was having a hard time deciding that.

I grimaced. "You hurt her I will kill you, this is not a soft threat"

"Sounds fair to me" he mused. "But how about we both make ourselves clear"

"What is your game?"

"Let’s make it clear how well of a threat we can be to each other"

"What do you have in mind?"

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Wow... a ring fight? That is so like Dace Devereaux, wanting to settle things with his fist and I must say it’s not a bad idea. I can work with my fist, as long as I get to settle a score with him.

"Well, Gray? Are you scared to throw punches at me? Or are you scared I will break all your bones in your body?" he taunts as he enters the ring, taking off his shirt and flipping it somewhere.

I looked around to the company who chuckled after his words.

If he wants a fight then I will give it to him. "I will just heal," I said, taking off my jacket and then my shirt. Singe handed me a bandage.

"You won’t heal until after the fight, which means every broken bone and ribs will be felt all the way through. You get to make the Alpha feel pain" Dace mused rolling up some bandages around his hands.

I took it from Singe and did the same, tying the knots with my teeth. I stepped into the ring and the company of werelions most likely rogues hooted for the commerce battle. This seemed like a normal thing for them and this underground Ring I had no idea existed must be a regular thing. This just shows how violent they can be and it’s just like my style.

Back in Italy with Luther I rarely got to spar with anyone. I was more focused on trying to protect Emma. Even though Luther declared she was his countess and no one touched her, it was hard to believe cunning bastards. I never trusted Luther especially after I found out he hurt her and tried to take her against her will.

Dace is in the same boat with him and I want to teach him a fucking lesson. "What the catch?" I asked, rolling my arms.

"No catch, I just want to know how worthy you are. You’re not intimidated by me which is a good first impression. But I need your trust"

"Trust?"

"I trust Emma... I trust the feelings she has for me even though she doesn’t say it I feel it. Her emotions don’t lie"

What does he mean by he feels it?

"But you Gray..." He points to me. "You might just still be in Luther’s game"

I huffed. "I have spent years with that guy but I hate his guts. The only reason I put up with it was because of the relationship he has with Emma"

As the temperature dropped, Dace’s smile vanished and his hazel golden eyes were now just pure chaotic golden, signifying just how much his beast is on its surface. His tensed muscles and his molars grinding like he was about to crush them. His fist clenched and his heat rolled off him like I was close to an active volcano.

"What do you mean by relationship?!" he growled.

I smirked. I could use this a little to get under his skin, it works for me to see the Dark Alpha all grated a little, It means he went hold back in this fight just because I am Emma’s brother and I don’t want him to, it kills the fun. A battle of no resistance was the ecstasy. "Why don’t you find out?" I went on a fighting stance.

Dace’s nostril flared like a dragon ready to breathe fire. "Whatever was between them was just formality"

"Maybe... maybe not," I smirked.

He came at me at speed and I blocked his punches with my elbows up for defense, each punch was like my bones would snap and grind. I grit my teeth as I hold my ground as best as I can but I know if I don’t act fast my hands will be in pieces and that will take a long time to heal.

I let up and gave a punch to his under-jaw, giving it all my strength just to make him stumble back. It feels so fucking good. I have been meaning to return the score for what happened years ago, that night he was on his rampage in his rogue form before Emilia came to my rescue.

Dace spat a tooth and glared at me.

"What’s wrong Alpha? Don’t be frustrated, they spent years together and you seriously think nothing happened?" I asked. "Even I know that is bullshi-" a kick lands in my abdomen and the air is sucked out of me as I throw across the ring, slamming against the floor like a bag.

"Okay, that’s on me" I choked holding my abdomen as the pain blasted through me, crumbling my attempts to stay on my feet.