Chapter 104: Trying to escape

At the same time there was a note sticking out from Sly’s locker that caught his attention, it was Khaldun’s bold handwriting.

He had probably asked some guide to stick it there since sentinels weren’t allowed in the guides locker room. It said, I’ll be waiting for you after class.

Victor leans in, inches away from Sly’s face, his slender frame pressing down into Sly with all his might, "pay attention to me."

The young Foxx clicked his tongue softly.

He realized that just having a few minutes alone to himself before having to meet up with Khaldun was already shattered by Victor’s sudden appearance.

It was just Victor alone and Sly was pretty sure that even though he was tired after all that running he could still tackle Victor solo.

Sly narrowed his eyes at him and scoffed aloud, "Get lost, I’m not in the mood for your silly games."

Victor originally wanted to do more than slam Sly’s face hard into the locker but now that the element of surprise was no more, it felt like a missed opportunity to do more physical harm to Sly’s body.

For some strange reason Victor felt burned by Sly Foxx’s gaze at this particular moment.

"If you stopped trying to steal William away from me I would happily stay out of your way but its like you can’t bear to see me happy. It’s like you want to steal my life and my happiness."

Instead of backing away out of fear Sly did the opposite he grabbed Victor by the neck and said, "you chose the wrong day to mess with me Victor. So since you didn’t get it last time let me make it pretty clear to you this time around. I am done with the Duncan’s, I want nothing to do with your or your despicable family anymore."

Sly withdrew his hand then balled it up into a a fist while lining it up dramatically to punch Victor into his stomach.

He had only managed a few swings, when Victor crumpled to the ground, dry coughs leaving from his filth mouth, "Fuck you Sly, my mother won’t let you get away with this and—"

Victor’s sentence was cut short as Sly landed another powerful punch straight on Victor’s lips and Sly started to laugh with pure evil satisfaction as Victor’s lips swelled larger than fish lips.

Blood started to trickle from Victor’s nose and he brushed away with disbelief, as it poured into his swollen lips filling Victor’s mouth with the taste of iron.

Being at Paradise Military Academy had empowered Sly and changed him for the worst, when Sly Foxx was residing in the Duncan household, he could never raise his head in Victor’s direction, much less dare to lift a fist in his direction.

"From now on Victor, avoid me if you see me coming.. Just walk the other way," said Sly.

this time it wasn’t a punch but a kick to Victor’s stomach.

Slamming the dumbfounded S-tier omega guide backwards into the locker, poor Victor was forced to maneuver into a defensive stance.

Barely standing and trying to straighten his spine and lift his head up.

Victor wobbled, his body was filled with a traumatic, burning pain from the strength of Sly’s fists. Wasn’t Sly supposed to be a lowly, useless B-tier weakling of an omega guide?

Why did it feel like their roles were suddenly reversed, the world around Victor started to blur as his eyes watered, his head was spinning, nothing made sense to him anymore.

Victor wasn’t even sure if he was partially deaf from the head blow he received when his head slammed backwards into the locker.

All he could now hear in his ear drums was the deafening ringing sound that kept getting louder and more annoying in his ears.

Sly muttered something else but by now Victor was way too disoriented to decipher the unintelligible words that were coming out of Sly’s mouth.

Just then the door to the guide’s locker room swung open to Victor’s relief, he was saved!

It was Jack Winchester unfortunately not one of Victor’s friends who could assist him.

Uncertain of what to do next and not wanting to interfere in a fight between brothers Jack stood awkwardly.

Left to gather up himself alone when Victor heard the academy bells ringing in the distance signalling the end of the day.

"Fuck," groaned Victor while crutching his ribs, he had no chocece but to hold his head upwards until the bleeding could subside.

Victor’s beautiful expression twisted into a cold sneer, "you really are a worthless piece of trash."

The corners of Sly Foxx lips curled up into a dismal smile like he just heard a distasteful joke, "it’s finally settled then, if you hate me so much, just stay away from me!"

Gone were the days when Sly used to fear him.

Now Sly was getting stronger and at this rate he would surely surpass Victor, he couldn’t let Sly Foxx continue to live, he was a threat to his existence. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Jack stopped speaking in embarrassment before pretending like he didn’t notice Victor slowly hobbling towards the door, trying to escape from Sly?

What in the world happened in the locker room between Sly and his brother.

Jack uneasily turned his back to Victor and smiled helplessly at Sly Foxx, who was rubbing the fist that he had used to smack around Victor earlier.

As Victor made a slow exit using Jack’s back as a shield he just happened to turn around and glance at Sly Foxx.

The earlier gaze when directed at Victor had held nothing but spite and malevolence but looking at Sly’s face that was interacting with Jack.

It seemed the hatred in the other part’s gaze just now had disappeared, looking at Sly’s smiling face it appeared as if the deadly sense of threat towards Victor had never existed.

Victor shook his head, he wouldn’t be deceived like the others around Sly.

Earlier he knew Sly wanted him dead, had Jack not intervened who knows what would have happened between them.

When the door closed behind Victor after his exit, neither of the pair conversing paid it any mind.

Jack shook his head, "it is really the same as the rumors suggest, you brothers really hate each other."

Sly Foxx continued to change his clothes, his expression didn’t falter, he just countered by asking, "did you see Khaldun Wolfe waiting for me outside?"