Chapter 141: Lying To Her Face
The alleyway was dark and damp, the air thick with the stench of garbage. Lyse huddled against the brick wall, her body trembling with fear but her eyes determined and ready to try her best. The men who had surrounded her were closing in, their faces leering, their intentions clear. She braced herself for the worst, her heart pounding in her chest, a silent scream trapped in her throat.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, his presence radiating a fierce protectiveness. The man moved with a speed and ferocity that surprised even Lyse. He confronted the men, his voice a low growl, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Get away from her right now," he commanded, his voice laced with a dangerous edge.
The men hesitated, taken aback by Levi’s sudden appearance and his imposing demeanor. They exchanged uneasy glances, their bravado faltering.
"Listen, go and find your own woman. This one’s ours." One of the men called out.
Levi did not give them a chance to react. He moved quickly, his movements precise and efficient. He used his strength and training to subdue the men who came at him, he ended up sending them scattering in different directions, bruised and supporting each other way.
He wanted to follow the men, teach them a lesson for daring to try to hurt Lyse but he could not just leave her alone. He turned to Lyse, his expression softening as he took in her terrified face. "Lyse," he said gently, his voice filled with concern. "Are you alright?"
Lyse stiffened, tears streaming down her face. She could not speak, her voice caught in her throat. She was still shaking from the encounter, the fear still gripping her.
Levi gently reached out for her hand, but she snatched it away and eyed him warily.