Page 5 of Wilder Obsessions

I throw my fists up in victory, my body radiating the high of battle.I’m intoxicated by the aftermath of the fight, the way the euphoria wraps around me like a warm embrace.

“Anyone else think they can take me?”I growl, causing a visible shudder through the crowd.Not a damn person steps up—pity.This fight didn’t last nearly long enough for my liking.

As the medics remove the mangled animal, I allow myself these moments of calm that envelop my inner puma.It is a reminder that within this chaotic city, I can still unleash my true self—an instinctual creature thriving on emotion, power, and the primal need for freedom.

Kody tosses me a towel and my shorts, pulling me through the crowd of everyone chanting my name.

“Black!”

“Black!”

“Black!”

I wipe the sweat from my face and chest, seeing the blood stain the towel.Fortunately, I heal quickly but I hate that the motherfucker drew my own blood.I need more fights before I lose my reputation.

“Thanks to you, I raked in 100K.”He smiles, making me roll my eyes.

“Did you doubt my abilities?”

“Fuck, no!My boy always pulls out a win!Let’s go celebrate,” he suggests.“We can go upstairs after you shower.”He holds his nose as if this whole damn place doesn’t smell like a fucking farm.

“I’ll shower, but I don’t feel like being around rich bastards like you tonight.”I laugh at his appalled face.

“You’re richer than me, Black!”

“Yep, and don’t forget it.Now, go find your usual harem.”I roll my eyes.“I’m going to find somewhere new to go,” I reply as I duck into the shower.

“One of these days I’ll convince you how good it can be with multiple women at your disposal,” he shouts over the sound of the pelting water on my skin.

“I don’t need lots of women to convince me that I have a huge dick like you do, brother.”I laugh.I hear his irritated huff as he leaves me in peace.Fucking finally.I love the guy but I like my alone time.I don’t need someone to fill the quiet in my life.

Chapter Two

Arwen

Being a bartender atAlley Katz isn’t the worst job in the world.Yes, I wish I could work someplace where my ass isn’t slapped and groped every night, but at least I make good tips—something I desperately need right now.

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