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Over there, two alien gangs attacked each other, stabbing and pummeling. They were all fighters, and it made for a very vicious battle.

I backed into the room and the door slid shut. I felt relieved—a little—that it was happening out there and not in here.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

A riot had seized the prison.

A riot. At Ikmal!

How had this happened? Why had it happened?

All questions, no answers.

I shook myself and focused on what really mattered.

My safety.

How could I stay safe?

Should I head to the Prize Pool? There would be more of us there and we could mount an effective defense.

Except we were weak females, alone in a prison full of marauding masculine creatures.

And there was no doubt in my mind the Prize Pool would be the first place many of the prisoners would head to. If they couldn’t win a battle in the pit, many wouldn’t have felt the warmth of a girl in years.

The Prize Pool could well be the most dangerous place to be right now.

I would stay here, I decided. It was the champion’s quarters. It would be the last place any of the prisoners would go. No one would want to fight Kren. He was the champion for a reason and nobody wanted their heads bashed in.

Plus, this was where he was most likely to return. If he came back here, I could follow him, and I would be safe.

I caught a glance of myself in the full-length mirror that hung on the front of the wardrobe. Dressed the way I was in this silk negligee, it wasn’t exactly the best clothing to wear in a prison during a riot.

I opened the wardrobe and pulled out the champ’s clothes. A baggy T-shirt and a pair of fighting shorts that swamped me.

Nothing less sexy than this, I thought.

I could even pass for a small alien inmate if I had to.

Now all I had to do was wait. It was only a matter of time before the guards restored order. An emergency contingent would be sent by the warden and they would retake the prison.

I just needed to stay away from the other prisoners and wait until the riot was over.

The door shifted open and my heart leaped into my chest, hoping it was Kren.

The blood drained from my face as a trio of vicious aliens entered the cell carrying metal poles and lumps of wood.

Their eyes passed over me, then quickly scanned the rest of the room. There were four of them. The largest was called Fayn. He was the leader of this motley crew. They spread out and checked the bathroom, the other side of the bed, and the wardrobe.

I backed away, pressing my back to the wall.

“Where is he?” Fayn said.

I couldn’t speak, I was so terrified. I knew what the alien Fayn and his gang were capable of. They were known as one of the most vicious crews in the entire prison.

“I said, where is he?” Fayn growled, drawing closer to me.

“W-Who?” I said.

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