Chapter 79
“GET UP, VIGGO!”
Simba’s roar vibrated through the floorboards of the gym, the sheer force of it snapping Sarah’s attention back to the ring. Viggo was down on all fours, his frame racked with violent tremors as he dry-heaved over the sweat-slicked mat.
“What did I miss?” Sarah asked, her head snapping toward Candy. Her pulse spiked; the momentum had shifted in the blink of an eye.
“Beau landed a brutal uppercut right to Viggo’s liver,” Candy replied, her gaze fixed like a predator's on the fighters.
Sarah watched as Beau paced a few feet away. His chest heaved with exertion, yet he made no move to close the distance. “Why isn’t he finishing it? Viggo is wide open—why isn't he kicking him?”
Even though she was rooting for Viggo to protect her wager, the sudden lull in aggr
