Chapter 8

Robert's POV

I looked down at the weak, pathetic piece of shit underneath me and grinned victoriously. The time had come for me to strike and I knew I would have a jolly good time doing so. As I raised my paw and proceeded to bring it down on her scrawny neck, everything just became light at once and I was no longer on solid ground; I was airborne.

Then suddenly, I was flung to the ground by a force I knew was greater than me. I could not and coukd never come close to having the kind of strength that my assailant did. I almost groaned at the irony: the assailant had now become the assailed. It wasn't funny at all.

When I looked up, the groan I had been withholding brought itself out as I saw the face towering above me with its stern features: the no smiling face, arms crossed at a taut belly with the muscles bulging out, veins showing themselves on the hard face, legs extended to stand firmly on the ground and lips pulled into a tight line. I was looking into the very pissed face of