When one of the bodyguards came into the living room to report, he subtly gestured to me.


    He whispered that Caleb was hurt, prompting me to make an excuse to leave Debra behind and pursue him myself.


    At the moment, I found myself observing the pitiful state of Caleb.


    His once-white shirt was now soaked in red with blood.


    I gave a cold sneer and said to the bodyguards, “Kill him!”


    But their response was not as immediate as before.


    They hesitated, sharing looks of uncertainty, some even showing fear.


    My frustration grew deeper.


    At that moment, the captain of the bodyguards approached and whispered, “This man is the Alpha from the Thorn Edge Pack.


    If we kill him, I fear the Thorn Edge Pack will seek revenge against our n.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    ”


    My expression chilled, and I remained silent.


    The captain asked carefully, “The Thorn Edge Pack is very powerful.


    The situation is alreadyplicated.


    Do we really want to provoke them?”


    I understood that my bodyguards spent all year fighting to protect the safety of the witch n.


    Their main goal was to keep the n safe, so they didn’t want to disrupt our peace because of a sudden decision on my part.


    Before I could respond, Caleb, who was not far away, overheard the bodyguard’s words.


    He gave me a challenging look andughed mockingly.


    My anger was already simmering, and seeing him taunt me made my blood boil even more.


    I responded with heavy sarcasm, “The man before us is merely a scoundrel who preys on our maids.


    Could he really be


    the Alpha from the Thorn Edge Pack? As the deputy leader of the witch n, am I not justified in dealing with a scoundrel who troubles our maids in my own manor?”


    The captain, looking troubled, asked further, “Is he truly just a scoundrel? Is he not connected to the Thorn Edge Pack in any way?”


    As the captain continued to resist, openly questioning mymands, I stared at hi


    m sternly, my voice as cold as ice.


    “What is this? Have you stopped following my lead?”


    “Sorry, I did not mean to defy!” the captain quickly apologized.


    I scoffed, saying nothing more.


    It was clear, however, that he knew exactly what I expected of him.


    Then, the captainmanded his men, “Execute this scoundrel who has been harassing our maids!”


    Upon hearing this, Caleb red at me furiously.


    I was satisfied with how things were unfolding.


    Today would be the end of Caleb’s life.


    Andrew’s POV:


    After I gave the order, my bodyguards charged towards Caleb.


    But Caleb’s ability was something I hadn’t bargained for.


    Despite his injuries, he dispatched each bodyguard with a lethal grace, as if they were paper tigers.


    Body after body fell at his feet, each defeated in mere seconds.


    Caleb’s scornful eyebrow raise seemed to punctuate his effortless dominance.


    He looked weakened, but his tone dripped with arrogance.


    “Andrew, is that all you’ve got? You’re weaker than I imagined!”


    Seeing my men sprawled at his feet and his arrogant smirk ignited a burning rage within me.