His Innocent Sera novel Chapter 37

She encountered Dave in the hallway, he was heading for the cafeteria. She stopped to avoid running into him again. Their eyes met briefly before his eyes drifted to the fresh marks painting her neck and shoulder. Realisations settled across his countenance, sending a flush of shame through her. But instead of a smirk or taunt, his face softened into concern. The boy looked away immediately, not wanting to cause her more embarrassment. He stepped towards her.

"Nate has lost his mind," he murmured, digging for something in his bag. Disappointment was thick in his voice. She watched as he drew out a feminine scarf from his bag. It belonged to one of his flings.

"Here, take this," he offered the scarf to her with an apologetic expression. Sera glanced at the scarf longingly but refused with a shake of her head.

"I..I can't take this," she said as a teardrop slipped past her eye. Nate would bring down hell on her if he found out she had taken the scarf from him. He understood the reason behind her refusal.

"Don't worry. I'll talk to him," he insisted, a hint of pity in his eyes as he gazed at her.

"There is no point. He won't understand," Sera countered, a hint of sorrow marred her features.

"I'll handle him. You take this," he pressed, knowing very well just how humiliating those visible bruises must feel with every step she took. In his obsession with her, Nate had lost his humanity.

Sera wasn't convinced. When she made no move to take the scarf, Dave grasped her hand and placed the scarf in her palm.

In a split second, his hand was ripped away from hers, causing the scarf to slip from her hand. Before her mind could catch up, Dave was thrown against the wall across from them. Her wide, confused eyes snapped to the attacker. The sight of fuming Nate sent a bolt of terror through her veins. Her body turned ice cold.

With his murderous glare locked on Dave, Nate stalked over and yanked him up by seizing his collar.

"Nate, leave me the fu.." Dave's words cut off as Nate struck a lethal blow against his jaw, snapping his face to the side. Sera flinched.

She realised he was out for blood, and she also knew she wouldn't be able to stop him herself. So, she ran to get some help.

"Why did you touch her?" Nate seethed dangerously, his fist crashing into Dave again and again. Blind rage consumed him, his sanity had abandoned him at that moment. The sight of his hand in hers had set fire through his veins, turning him into a bloodlust maniac.

Dave fought back, his fist colliding with him but Nate was relentless, driven by his anger. His fist rained down like a relentless storm, fueled by pure vengeance.