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Chapter 15: The red wolf and Tears
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"Your Honour." The bodyguards guarding the field lowered their heads in unison when Vegas arrived. Vegas, accompanied by Pol, stopped in the row of bodyguards. Only Vegas headed toward the field. Tankhun was sitting nearby, anxiously fanning his face.
Vegas' gaze fell on Pete, who had been slammed into the grass-not too hard, but enough to make Tankhun scream.
"Porsche, don't be so rough with my Pete!" Tankhun shouted, stomping his foot in annoyance.
However, Pete had asked Porsche to teach him. He wasn't waiting for Time and Tay, as today there was no training scheduled. Despite this, Pete went down to the palace yard to practise fighting.
But since Pete had never trained like this before, it was difficult for him-especially since he had to fight Porsche, who was bigger and stronger. Plus, Porsche was an Alpha. Pete had been slammed to the ground several times.
Porsche tried to be careful, but Pete's stubbornness was hard to overcome. Porsche figured it was better for Pete to train with him first since it wouldn't seriously hurt him.
"Vegas, you finally came, damn it!" Tankhun cursed as he noticed Vegas beside him.
Vegas, however, kept his eyes on Pete, who was standing up again, despite the bandages on his hands. Pete tried to land a punch on Porsche, wincing from the pain in his hands but determined to bring Porsche down.
"Pete, don't just focus on your punches. Pay attention to your balance. How can you throw a punch but nearly fall over?" Porsche corrected Pete's stance.
It was surprising that Pete had quite a bit of strength for an Omega. Porsche had been hit once by Pete's left-handed punch. Pete was surprisingly similar to Vegas, who could use both hands well in a fight. Vegas always carried two guns for that reason.
Pete nodded, lowering his body slightly to plant his feet better. He punched towards Porsche, who caught Pete's left hand.
Pete suddenly spun around in front of Porsche and elbowed him in the chin. The move landed, and Porsche staggered back with a sore chin.
Tankhun bit down on his paper fan, frustrated. He noticed a bruise on Pete's arm. He had never seen his younger cousin so determined before.
Normally, when Tankhun saw Pete, he only saw Pete's friendly smile. But now, this ferocious cat attacking Porsche was also Pete.
"Since when did he start training?" Vegas asked, breaking his silence.
Tankhun clicked his tongue. "I thought you couldn't talk! How did Kinn end up being friends with you since childhood? Damn it! Pete has been training since this afternoon. Oh my... My beloved Nong, if he gets hurt, I'll kick you, Vegas!"
It was already late afternoon, and Pete hadn't had much rest.
Thud!
When Porsche kicked Pete, Tankhun immediately protested. "You can't do that, Porsche! Don't be so harsh," Tankhun shouted, making Porsche sigh.
They were practising fighting, not playing house! But Pete had insisted that Porsche not hold back. In real life, the opponent won't hold back either.
"Vegas, stop Pete! He must be frustrated and feeling useless," Tankhun pleaded, gesturing as if to hit Vegas over the head.
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