Carrick's POV
As soon as Tyrus reached the fields, he turned his back as he could guess something was coming behind him. His gaze travelled down to the figure coming from a distance, and he nodded, knowing his guess was right. Carrick was here to deal with him.
"You definitely wouldn't back down without a fight," Tyrus screamed loudly before Carrick reached him. "I'm waiting for you. Come on."
As soon as Carrick reached him, a wave of fear travelled down his spine. Carrick was dangerously calm, and even his face was calm. He didn't act like he was there to scold him or snap his neck. And even though Tyrus still acted cautiously, his mind filled with fear.
"I'm not here to argue. I came here myself to ask you to choose from the options I'll give to you," Carrick said and then let out a
