Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight

Marco’s POV

I felt really angry as I heard Swiftclaw's mean laughter. His words were like a sharp knife, cutting through my patience. But I didn't want him to know that his teasing was bothering me. I squeezed my teeth, my hands shook, and I took a deep breath to calm down.

Swiftclaw's smile got bigger when he saw I was mad. He said in a mean way, "Oh, Marco, yelling won't fix your problems. It won't make Scarlett safer."

I clenched my teeth, my voice shaky with anger. "Stay away from her! Don't touch her!"

Swiftclaw laughed louder, and the sound bounced off the trees. "Look, the protective husband is here," he said in a mean voice, enjoying my upset. "But guess what, Marco? The more you fight, the more fun I have."

I got really, really mad. I imagined Swiftclaw being mean to Scarlett, and I tried hard to control my anger.

"Why not come to my place?" Swiftclaw teased, sounding mean and amused. "You should join the fun. I mean, I'm just spending time with your special wife."

I held my