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CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE

Noah's Pov

I froze at the question. As my hands let go of Colin and he slipped from my grasp; tumbling to the floor in a loud groan. I stepped back slowly, as thoughts rushed forward in my mind, making me fear the worst. Images and memories flooded back, and I found my breath almost hanging on a thread. I could feel my hands begin to shake as I remembered the battle at the boundary.

"Flanagan?" I said, out of breath.

"Ding ding ding..." Colin answered, coughing. "We have a winner..." he groaned, trying to get up.

"So stay off my back Noah..." he wheezed. "I'm just trying to have a peaceful evening alright..." he gestured, finally straightening up. "You already disturbed my peaceful afternoon, so please give me room this time okay?... I'm too tired to worry about kidnapping..."

My eyes glazed in anger again as I faced him. I raised a hand the second time now, and released a punch. But I was shocked as this time, it missed the target.

It didn't miss by a wide margin but it missed. And
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