The Bet - Chapter One

It all begins with an idea."You cocky little bastard," Victor roared.

Marcus scowled and ignored the flashing lights; the reporters were always around, and he knew that was his father's doing.

"Whatever, Masterson, it's already the start of the season, and it doesn't look like your team is doing that great. I guess that's what happens when they have a shitty ass captain like you. Your ego is bigger than your skills on the field."

"I could say the same about The Phoenix Fire; you're only the captain because of who your father is."

"Fuck you, Masterson," Marcus said, clenching his fist, praying for the umpteenth time that he didn't punch the shit out of the man in front of him. But he was more irritated that Victor had the nerve to say his father was the reason he was the captain of The Phoenix Fire, he knew he had that position based on his own merits.

"Oh, did I touch a nerve, Reid? Hate being compared to 'Daddy Dearest'," he said, leaning close enough for Marcus to smell his expensive cologne mixed with his alpha pheromones.

"Leave my fucking father out of this," Marcus told him, gritting his teeth.

"You sound almost jealous," Victor said loud enough for the reporters to hear.