Chapter 129

Elizabeth was already ticked off, her eyes shooting daggers—before she could even say anything, Alexander's fist had already landed. "You think you can stare at my woman like that?" The burly man wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, clearly caught off guard by the sudden punch. "What are you all standing around for? Get him!" The second he barked the command, those guys with sticks charged in unison toward Alexander. They weren't messing around—every pair of eyes locked onto him. Julian sat in the car, shaking his head as he watched the chaos. Thank god he didn't step out earlier—otherwise, he'd be smack in the middle of it. Of course, it's not that Julian was scared. He just figured Alexander should have his chance to shine. Still, he couldn't shake off the unease. He finally got out of the car; things were already spiraling. Inside the farmhouse, Amelia and Old Mrs. Steele had bolted the door, anxiously peering through the window. "Julian, go keep an eye on my mom and grandma!