Outlaw Souls MC Box Set: Books 1-6 by Stone Hope

Author:Stone, Hope [Stone, Hope]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

Blade

“Are you sure about this?” Alex asked as I wrapped the gauze around my hand, covering from the wrist to the knuckles.

“Absolutely,” I said, finishing up one hand by applying tape and starting on the other. Behind me, I could hear the jeering and shouting of the crowd surrounding the fight circle, while the two men inside were silent, aside from the dull thud that resulted from their blows to each other’s bodies.

“But the odds are four to one against you.”

“I know,” I smirked. “So, you’re going to go put five hundred dollars on me to win.”

“What?” Alex looked at me like I was crazy.

I sighed. He’d always been like this, a voice of reason, as he liked to call it. Personally, I thought he needed to let loose a little, but it just wasn’t in his nature. Sometimes it drove me nuts, but he was family, so I put up with it. And I’d never tell him, but there were times when he was the voice in my head, talking me down from being too reckless.

“Here.” I pulled out the bills that had been rolled up in my pocket, held together by a rubber band. “Put that down now, before my fight starts. We’ll combine the winnings with my payment from the boss and walk out of here twenty-five hundred dollars richer.”

“You sound pretty damn sure of yourself.”

“I am.” I had to be. If I walked into that circle, facing a monster of a man with at least thirty pounds on me, with anything less than full confidence, then I would be doomed before we even began.

Besides, I had no interest in walking away from here a loser.

“Fine, but don’t expect me to push your wheelchair around when The Beast is done with you.”

“Thanks for your pep talk,” I called out after him as he stalked away to place the bet. “Your faith in me helps me to have faith in myself.”

The only response I got was the middle finger thrown over his shoulder, which made me break out into loud laughter. It was perfect, just what I needed to cut through the tension before the fight.

I was new to street fighting, and this was only my third time here. My friend, Rick, had told me about the gig. He had been coming here for months, making decent money and, more importantly, working out some aggression. That was the main reason I kept coming. Sure, the money was nice, but I was more interested in working out my issues with my fists. I thought of it as nontraditional therapy. It was a hell of a lot better than nothing.

Rick had to work tonight, so I asked my cousin to tag along instead. The one thing I knew for sure was it was best not to come alone. Each win paid out a thousand bucks, and it wouldn’t be out of the question for someone alone to be jumped by some of the men around here to get the cash.

The current fight ended, so I got to my feet.

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