"How are you so sure?" She breathed, clearly curious.
I smirked, "because I've trained for these moments all my life, ever since I was a little boy to be precise. So, you still feeling brave?"
She shook her head, her eyes wide as her eyes switched back and forth between me and something behind me, "no! Have mercy, let me go... I didn't mean to..."
I quirked a brow, waiting a few seconds before turning around and slicing whoever was behind me.
The person hissed and fell to their knees, making my eyes widen after I realized who it was.
It was Chris' mate.
"f**k! I'm sorry! Oh god, are you okay?" I questioned, helping her up but she shoved me off and fell to the ground again.
"Don't you f*****g touch me!" She breathed, "Don't you ever f*****g touch me, mutt!"
I growled at the insult,
