Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

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?”

his fists and shot me a glare. “Crazy witch…”

I was crazy as well.

telling me we

brawl, Mrs. Thompson panicked and rushed

it out. They’re all grown–ups: they won’t really fight,” Melody said through gritted teeth, ushering Mrs. Thompson away

but they had numbers.

sat aloof, watching from his perch, silent, condoning

some never learn, a dog can’t change its tricks. Looks like

with a beer bottle aimed at Caleb. Instinctively. I moved to

me into his arms and grabbed the bottle with a swift backhand, his cold eyes dancing with madness. He snatched the bottle and smashed

said, frowning at Kyle and then at Caleb. “He

looked terrified, Caleb’s presence was

striking; it seemed he’d do whatever I said. He released me,

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front of me. Caleb’s attacks were brutal; Kyle and his buddies were no match