CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Don's POV

It is Thursday; that means we have to fight. I still don't understand why my dad will let me mark somebody who betrayed us. I don't even think he knows about all this.

I pack extra clothes to change into after the fight. It is the first time I am actually scared to fight. For the first time, I am scared of dying in a fight. I have something to live for now. Nala.

I pick my phone to call her.

"Nala, how are you doing?" I ask.

"I'm fine, Don."

She sounds like she has something else to say, but she didn't say anything. I...