Caden’s POV
Jamie-Lee’s father rushes out of the ring, standing at the edge, watching both of us as we slowly circle each other, neither of us seeming eager to be the first to strike.
My father feigns a punch, sneering when I put my hands up in defence.
‘Still a scared little boy’ my father mutters under his breath, so only I can hear him because we are too far away from the pack members for them to overhear us.
‘At least I didn’t sell out someone I was supposed to protect’ I snarl back, not bothering to keep my voice down as anger simmers inside of me.
‘You have no proof of anything so keep your lying mouth shut’ my father spits.
‘How about you stop trying to tell me what to do, and actually show me if you can still hold your own old man’ I goad him, watching his every move, not
