Chapter 110
“What kind of shindig was that, if even the mutts were invited.” I gripped Caleb’s arm, my voice low and serious.
Caleb’s
gaze sharpened in an instant, his eyes alone enough to send chills down one’s spine.
Sure enough, Kyle, who’d fasted Caleb’s wrath before, coughed and nudged the person yapding beside him. “Knock it off, will ya? Piss off a madman, and he could take you out without batting
an eye.
The guy swallowed hard, shutting up immediately.
“Good dogs don’t stand in the way.” I said, deliberately tripping Kyle as he walked by
Caught off–guard, Kyle face–planted into the ground, a classic face–first fall
I turned around with a laugh. “Oh dear, why such a grand gesture for me?”
Fuming. Kyle clenched his fists and shot me a glare. “Crazy witch…”
He thought I was crazy as well.
Kyle glanced at his cronies. “I didn’t react last time, but are you telling me we can’t take down one lunatic if we team up? Let’s get him!”
As Kyle’s group seemed ready to brawl, Mrs. Thompson panicked and rushed to intervene. “What are you-
“Mrs. Thompson, let’s step aside and have a chat. Let them sort it out. They’re all grown–ups: they won’t really fight,” Melody said through gritted teeth, ushering Mrs. Thompson away with a few classmates. It was clear she was allowing Kyle and his gang to make a move on Caleb.
Caleb was alone, but they had numbers.
And Dexter sat aloof, watching from his perch, silent, condoning their actions.
turned to Kyle. “Heh… some never learn, a dog can’t change its tricks. Looks like it wasn’t you who nearly got beaten to a pulp last time.”
One of Kyle’s guys charged with a beer bottle aimed at Caleb. Instinctively. I moved to shield Caleb who was standing there looking clueless.
Suddenly, he pulled me into his arms and grabbed the bottle with a swift backhand, his cold eyes dancing with madness. He snatched the bottle and smashed it over Kyle’s head.
“You were the ones who started this,” I said, frowning at Kyle and then at Caleb. “He asked for it, hit him.”
Kyle looked terrified, Caleb’s presence was indeed… terrifying.
“Alright.” Caleb’s obedience was striking; it seemed he’d do whatever I said. He released me, shielding me behind him, and lunged at Kyle with another bottle in hand.
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Chapter 110.
Perhaps to prevent me from getting hurt by the flying glass, he stood protectively in front of me. Caleb’s attacks were brutal; Kyle and his buddies were no match for him.
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