His little sister was kind of clueless-there was no way she'd ever make the first move and call him.

He thought it over. That left only two other people, but both of them were trouble, not the type to reach out unless they absolutely had to.

He sighed, slumped back onto the couch, and waved his brother off. "Seriously, big bro, don't worry about me. Go do your thing. I'm perfectly fine on my own."

He barely finished the sentence when his phone buzzed.

Charles shot up so fast he was a blur.

There was this super secret number only his big brother and Mitch knew about. Usually, when that phone rang, it meant he was getting sent out on a mission.

But there hadn't been any jobs lately. If anyone was calling now, it had to be his little sister.

He grinned, excitement lighting up his face, and gave the old shepherd dog next to him a pat on the head before answering.

"Hey, sis!"

Clara felt a wave of warmth at his voice. "Hey, are you busy?"

"Nope, not at all! When I'm not working, I'm just waiting for you to call. Why don't you ever text me first? Is that husband of yours not treating you right? I told you, you should've picked Big Bro or Mitch instead. At least then, nobody would dare mess with you."

She knew how much his big brother and Mitch meant

brother in

a handful of fur from

dog just wagged

room, a man watched Charles's happy expression, and his

to his study, calling for

sure

been a few days, and the kid was already acting like this. Unless someone was behind it,

he'd even been used as a test subject-the same experimental drugs they'd used on the two family dogs had

would take advantage of Charles's mental scars and steer him down the

solid. Loyal to the Chester family, no

been willing to lend his two dogs to

to a woman he'd

honestly. Maybe that's why she got dragged into someone's scheme and ended up with the mind of a child.

was much prettier. But he'd never dare say that. Clara was the family's darling, their star. Comparing anyone to her would be an

"But I don't

calling him-well, the Chester family's dog, you know? So it's not about

man rubbed his

picked Charles up from an underground fighting ring-no parents, just a kid covered in scars. If he hadn't poured the Chester

to

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