Fight dogs (book 1): into the ring

Sweat. Adrenaline. The musk of testosterone in the air. In the arena theres the crack of flesh and bone. In the bunks theres the squeak of bedsprings and the slap of skin. Sometimes when a young man is desperate hell do anything for help, even if it means signing a contract with the Fight Dogs. Sponsored by wealthy playboys and kept in line by a prettyboy minder, Casey Mitchells is about to enter the fighting ring.