That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

But Dexter was already geared up, his firearm held firmly. His gaze conveyed a fierce resolve and unyielding determination.

“If I can’t face this fear, how can I call myself a father?” Dexter’s words cut through the tension.

Without further ado, he rose and marched toward the area with fewer wolves. The group could only watch, gripped by apprehension.

Today, facing the danger threatening his own daughter, Dexter finally knew what it was like to love a child. Urgency and worry surged within him; the mere thought of harm befalling his child filled him with an unbearable dread. He wouldn’t want to live either if anything were to happen to her.

Proficient in combat, Dexter was swift and agile. With a deft motion, he seized the leg of an attacking wolf and hurled it aside, outpacing the beast. His other leg swept low, tripping another wolf, its mournful howl piercing the air with a haunting echo.

Yet, the sound drew the attention of the other wolves, their eyes gleaming with bloodthirsty anticipation as they closed in on Dexter.

Dexter narrowed his eyes. His bodyguards positioned nearby braced themselves, ready to unleash a barrage of bullets.

hand-to-hand combat, inching closer to the dilapidated house

behind.

elbow struck the wolf’s head with precision, sending it crashing to the

wolf had been malevolent, its hunger and

no desire to prolong the confrontation. He was near the house now, about to call out for Grape, when a haunting howl of a wolf pup reverberated from

suffusing

of wolves inside the house could only mean one of two possibilities: either Grape

Justin panicked.

mirroring the shock evident on Dexter’s face. “Maybe… he

causing him to collapse to the ground, his

wolves, Dexter swiftly regained his composure. Summoning the last reserves of his strength, he pushed open the door of the house.

grave as a sense of foreboding washed over him, intensifying with each