“What’s going on here?” Orion sprinted over from a distance.

His gaze briefly lingered on Evander’s face before turning to me, his concern evident.

Evander, still wincing from the kick, desperately grabbed my hand again.

“I’m done with Evander, but he keeps harassing me. This is unwanted!” I said angrily, wincing at the pain in my hand.

“Zoe, this is a matter between us. Why involve a third party?” Evander said, his voice low as he moved closer, his face flushed from the pain.

I tried to pull away, but he wouldn’t let go. Orion couldn’t stand it any longer. He stepped between us, using his tall frame to separate...