It was instinct.
Or perhaps the air shifted suddenly.
Either way, there was an omen approaching, and Deklan could feel it brushing against his skin clearly.
Victoria and Kaelyn didn't seem to sense this change; only he did.
Back during his bully days, other high schools also came to find trouble with him, as he usually occupied a famous noodle place along with his other friends. He regularly fought them off; most of the time, he fought them off alone.
He was simply too good at fighting.
However, there were a few times when his instincts flared when he met someone formidable.
Alerting him when there was a worthy opponent he needed to take seriously.
And right this moment, those instincts surged from deep within him, summoning this unbridled heat.
One that made his body tense in anticipation.
I thought now that I'm in another body, these instincts wouldn't appear again. But I was wrong.
Deklan looked over his shoulder.
