Chapter 17

POV Willa

West and I ran up to our rooms. We had already decided to go down to the gym. We had missed the underground last week and haven't been in a proper fight in a while either. We couldn't afford to get soft. The underground around here was the following night and we needed to make an impression.

Plus what's the point of having a gym in your house if you don't use it? I was hoping to get a practice match with Blade too, since he had agreed to it yesterday. It'd be good to prove a point to the boys.

I quickly changed into leggings and a sports bra. Both black of course. I put my hair up in a messy bun and walked out to see West in sweats and a sleeveless t shirt. He grinned at me when he saw me.

"Think they'll let us have a go at Ivan later?" he drawled and I shrugged.

"I'm not sure if I want to. I really don't want to watch them kill someone else." I replied honestly.

West frowned and nodded.

I completely believed that Ivan deserve a wicked good beat down but I knew that our 'bro