He charges. I kick his thigh out from under him.
“I’ll still fuck your girl and make you watch. Might even share her with my friends,” he spits.
There it is.
The switch flips.
I’m going to kill this man.
Chapter 40
HALLIE
“Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Finn says each word louder.
“Conan, no!” Declan screams.
“W-what’s going on?” I grab Finn’s arm, but I don’t take my eyes off Conan.
Blood pours from the guy’s mouth as Conan drives a kick into his face, the thud echoing around the arena. Before the man can drop, Conan’s thighs clamp around his neck like a vise. He taps weakly on the canvas with one hand, the other flailing. His face drains of color while Conan hammers punch after punch into his skull.
He’s going to kill him.
“Conan!!” I scream.
Those eyes, dark and wild, I don’t recognize them. But when they meet mine, his chest heaves slower. And he lets the guy go.
My hands tremble as they fall to my sides. I step back. Everything’s a blur.
Conan is announced the winner. His team swarms him. But all I can do is stand there, stunned.
That wasn’t a fight. That was a brawl to the death. And Conan looked like he wanted it.
I didn’t recognize the monster in there.
My chest feels like it’s caving in. I can’t breathe. “I-I need some air,” I whisper to Charlotte.
“I’ve got you.”
She grabs my hand and leads me past the crowd, shoving open the metal doors.
The cold night air hits me like a slap. I plant my hands on the wall, sucking in lungfuls. I’m overstimulated as hell.
“Hallie, it’s okay. It’s just a cage fight. It’s what they do,” she says softly.
I shake my head.
“He could’ve killed someone.”
Charlotte laughs. “Hallie, that’s something you’ll have to get used to, being involved with the Quinn family. Death comes with it.”
“Even murder?” I whisper.
“Uh, yeah. You really need to talk to Conan. Or leave. Before he falls any harder for you. I don’t know what to say, Hallie.”
My head spins. “Can you take me home?”
Her eyes dart left to right. “I need the keys. Come with me?” She holds out her hand, and I take it.