The Established Siblings of the Pack

“Noah, are you okay?”

The guests all rose to their feet to check on Noah when they saw the blood seeping through his fingers.

At once, Emory slammed a fist against the table as he snapped at Kingsley, “What the hell? Who gave you the right to beat one of us up? Don’t you know we’re all trained in close-quarters combat?!”

He rolled up his sleeves and made to lunge at Kingsley, but at that moment, Serena stood up angrily to shield the latter, then warned murderously, “You’ll have to go through me, Emory.” She eyed the others icily. “Come on, then, let’s see which ones of you will walk out of here alive after I’m done!”

The Two Muses of the dōjō were not just known for their stunning beauty back in the day; they were also the two strongest martial artists among everyone. While Emory was by no means weak, it had been years since he last practiced martial arts, and on top of the fact that his joints were stiff, he had more body fat than muscle.

As things were, he wasn’t sure if he could beat Serena in a fight.

Upon sensing his hesitation, Serena challenged in a sing-song voice, “Is somebody chicken?”

The others in their well-pressed suits and their so-called successful careers started to wince in embarrassment when they heard the taunting edge to her tone.

Just as the tension between both parties was escalating, the door to the private dining room was pushed open, and in strolled a woman clad in a pink dress that perfectly accentuated her curves, her stiletto heels clacking against the floor to announce her arrival.

“The other Muse is here!”

“Well, if it isn’t the princess herself! Let’s give her a warm round of applause!”

Everyone behaved as though they were looking at their savior as they clapped their hands to welcome the woman.

It was only then that Emory let out a small breath of relief and slowly resumed his seat. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t broken into cold sweat when he saw the mutinous gleam in Serena’s eyes earlier.

“Rena!” The young woman who had just arrived immediately brightened up when she saw Serena. She hurried up to the table and exclaimed in delight, “I haven’t seen you in ages! I’ve missed you!”

was pleasantly surprised to see Kingsley present as

greeted, “Hey, there, Miss Tanner.” The young woman in pink was none other than Paige herself. He patted the empty seat next to his and said, “You can sit here with us, Miss

and asked curiously, “So, what are you doing here? Did you come as somebody’s plus-one?” She

teasingly, “And for the record, you look much better in this pink dress than you do in

him a playful nudge. “Don’t be a rascal.

she learned that her grandfather had passed the Order of the

They had always viewed Paige as a princess-like figure who sat on an untouchable throne, and the only

could combust. The only reason he had agreed to take on the spy mission and come all the way to

powerful Tanner Family. He could only secretly

all chummy with Kingsley, and seeing this made Emory so angry that he could explode. The intimacy between them was only something he could dream of; he never even got to touch her

was bewildered, too. “Paige,

futile to be jealous of Paige. After all, the girl came from the most

know him. I mean, he

her eyes widened to the size of saucers, and everyone else froze in their seats. For a moment, the whole dining room was so quiet

was astounded. “But isn’t he Serena’s boyfriend? Why would he have slept in your

his chin, then spat out ferociously, “What

win over someone

face. The haughty expression that he had been wearing all this time now crumbled and gave way to unbridled shock. He wanted to slap himself in the face for offering

about it, Mr. Jovovich. There’s nothing special going on between me and Miss Tanner over

set everyone

went mad! I mean, an orphan and

second there. I actually believed he

offending this nobody that I’m shaking! Granted, nobody was picking on him for that, but he still wished a hole would open up in the ground

stood up and announced grimly, “I’m

well as she clutched Tyler’s arm and whispered, “Where are you going? What