Emre:
I hurried back and grabbed the whip, intercepting it before it could strike her. She wept quietly, her cheek reddening, and a visible black eye emerging.
"How dare you! Didn't I tell you to leave, you little piece of s**t?" her grandfather bellowed, attempting to push me. When I stood my ground, he scowled, "Huh?"
"You've hurt her enough, but not anymore," I hissed, pushing him away from her.
"You can't interfere in our matters. I'll go tell the alpha king that his warrior is being a troublemaker, entering my house, and manipulating my grandchild to run away with him," he yelled, whipping at me. I seized it again, pulling him closer and then pushing him back, defending both myself and Abigail.
She had crawled to the corner, her face in her hands, crying loudly at this point.
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