Chapter 207

As soon as Jareth Carrington showed up at the end of the hallway, a dark figure darted toward him like a shadow. Before he could react, a furious punch came flying right at his face like a gust of wind. Jareth didn’t even have time to register what was happening before the blow landed hard on his cheek. Caught off guard, he stumbled back two steps. By the time he realized what had just happened, a sharp pain was already flaring on the left side of his face. Then came the metallic taste of blood trickling into his mouth. He raised a hand and lightly touched the corner of his lip, where it had split open. When his cold gaze caught sight of the blood on his fingertips, a dangerous edge flashed in his eyes. He jerked his head up and locked his eyes on the attacker. His brows drew into a deep frown, and his lips curled slightly, as if about to say something, but before a word could escape, the next wave hit—this time wrapped in a voice burning with rage. "That punch was for the baby!" The w