Conrad's POV..

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“Conrad, let him go, people are watching,” Skylar whispered, holding my arm.

I didn't listen to her. My grip around the insolent boy's neck only tightened. How dare he speak to her like that in my presence?

He felt so frail under my Alpha grip, like I could just flick my fingers and he would be dead. The rage boiling within me told me to do so, my wolf wanted blood. I could.

But I didn't, listening to Skylar. I released him with a hard push and he crumpled on the ground ...