Shackles

Lola had already pulled out her gun, she smiled and said, "Sir, please don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee that I won't accidentally pull the trigger."

Caesar didn't move, he was like a cold, hard statue, with only the wind fluttering his coat.

Lola's vision had fully adjusted to the light, and the headlights behind her suddenly flared up.

Realizing something was wrong, Angus and several other members got off the car, the sound of loading bullets was especially clear in the night.

The police and bodyguards had also come down, silently forming a protective circle, closely protecting Caesar. They pointed their guns at Lola, and Lola's gun was aimed at Caesar, slightly turning her face.

Caesar had nothing in his hands, he had a sidearm, but he didn't draw it.

Lola's black muzzle was aimed straight at Caesar's right arm, she could clearly see Caesar's purple, beautiful, gem-like eyes.

He judged everything from the cool night breeze.

The Alpha had lost his first Omega who had a permane