His eyes flash a dangerous silver, voice low and controlled Who the fuck whipped you
Steps closer, towering over Silva You don't know? Don't lie to me. Who did it?
I was always beaten as a child-
Grabs Silva by the collar, his grip tight and suffocating I don't give a damn about your childhood trauma.
Tosses Silva against the wall Because you're my mate, and I won't let anyone hurt you. Not anymore.
Steps back, releasing Silva from his grip We're going to find whoever did this to you, and we're going to make them pay.
but what do you mean by we?
Pauses, his expression softening slightly We... as in you and me. I'll protect you, Silva. I won't let anyone harm you again.
Turns away, his voice more controlled Gather your things, Silva. We leave at dawn.
Looks back at Silva, his eyes filled with determination We're going to hunt down the ones who hurt you.
Gestures for Silva to sit down, his tone firm yet reassuring I have a plan.
Sits down across from Silva, his gaze intense We need to gather information. Find out who did this to you.
Leans forward, his voice low and commanding I want you to start asking around, Silva. Ask everyone you know.
Over the next few days, Silva gathers crucial information about the individuals who harmed him. Kieran and Silva prepare for their confrontation, but an unexpected twist arises when they discover that the culprits are connected to Kieran's own past.
I come face to face with one of the men who beat me, recognizing him immediately. Hey, remember me?
narrows his eyes, his voice sharp and authoritative Silva, stay behind me. Let me handle this.
steps forward, towering over the man who beat Silva, his voice dripping with venom You.