CHAPTER 71

Russel watched the beginning part of the fight, his nerves a bundle of tightly wound wires. Every time Drake came for Lola, he felt his heart jump in his chest. He tried not to let himself be so overcome with worry that he lost his mind to it. That, however, was a hard thing for him. His body kept twitching like it wanted to jump out of his seat and race down to the Pit to rescue her. It was powerful, that urge. He glanced over at King Finley once during this whole endeavor and found him staring fixedly back. The Harvenk king gave Russel a barely perceptible shake of his head, warning him against doing what he clearly wanted to do. He hated the man for telling him not to run in and fight for Lola but he was right. Interrupting a lawful, formal Blood Challenge would almost always result in that person’s own death as well as the immediate execution of the person they were trying to save in the first place. There were slight exceptions to the rule but for the most part, that one was ironc