Defying the Lycan King (Kira and Derek) novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99: Run!

As she turned away, her gaze snagged on a scene across the row of stalls.

A greasy, middle-aged man was leaning heavily against a young girl, his hand wandering uncomfortably low on her waist. The girl looked petrified, her face pale, but she seemed frozen, unable to find her voice.

Kira moved before she had consciously decided to, and shoved herself between the man and the girl.

"Hey! Get your hands off her!" Kira snapped.

The man, red-faced and smelling of cheap alcohol, sneered at her. "Mind your own business, little girl. She’s enjoying it."

"She’s clearly not. Leave her alone or I’ll make you," Kira hissed.

The drunk man laughed, raising an eyebrow. "You will make me?" His smile turned lewd as his eyes rake across Kira’s posture.

He reached towards her face, but Kira slapped his hand away. "Don’t touch me with your filthy hands!"

His expression curdled. He released the girl and took a step towards Kira instead, his arm swinging up with a sloppy aggression. "You and what army, you little—"

His hand never landed, as it was snatched up mid-air. The man turned slowly, to see Derek who was standing beside him like a storm. He tried to yank his arm back, his face contorting.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" the drunkard yelled and tried to throw a punch with his free hand, but Derek twisted his arm slowly.

The man groaned in agony, but Derek didn’t stop until the man went down onto one knee with a sharp sound of pain.

"Apologise," Derek said quietly. "To my wife. And to that young woman."

"You’re out of your mind, mate, let go of my—"

Derek twisted further.

"I’m sorry!" the man gasped. "I’m sorry, alright?"

"To her," Derek said, nodding at the young girl, who had pressed herself against the stall and was watching with wide eyes.

"I’m sorry," the man repeated, looking at the girl. "I’m sorry."

"Now say it properly," Derek said. "You will never touch a woman without her consent and you are not entitled to a woman’s body. Say it."

"What?"

The arm moved again.

"I’ll never touch a woman without her consent and I’m not entitled to a woman’s body!" the man yelped. "I’m not, alright? I’m not!"

A small crowd had gathered. Someone started clapping and the others joined. Derek looked at the man for a moment, then released him and stepped back.

As the man scrambled to his feet, Derek’s foot connected with his backside and sent him stumbling forward at speed, scattering back into the crowd and disappearing with considerably less dignity than he had arrived with.

More clapping.

Kira felt her heart melt completely. She joined the crowd in clapping, a huge smile spreading across her face. He held out his hand. She slid hers into it without a word and they walked away.

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