Karl's POV
I watched as Mike walked towards me with worry nearly twisting his face, but I couldn't bring myself to feel sympathy for him.
Looking at him, I remembered the doctor's words.
"Valerie had a two inch fracture on her head and a burst vein. If you had been even a little later, she wouldn't have been able to make it. She would have bled to death."
Remembering those words, I felt my heart shudder.
She was my chosen prey. Yet someone had nearly taken her from me before I could catch her.
How could my life experience such failure? I will never allow it.
Just as Mike opened his mouth to ask about Valerie, I stood up and delivered a punch square on his face.
The rage surging within me was unstoppable as I delivered punch after punch and before we knew it, both of us were fighting and rolling on the corridor without a care for our prestige.
A few warriors were informed about the commotion and came over to separate us.
