For a moment, I simply stood there still like a statue, stared at Mav’s furious frame. He had both men pinned against the wall, his hands tightly wrapped around each of their necks, while their feet hung off the floor. My knuckles still throbbed from the punch I threw at Mal, but I could feel them beginning to heal.
They were choking, and it didn't look like Mav had any intention of setting them down any time soon.
“I asked you a fvcking question!” He thundered, “what the fvck were you saying about my mate?”
“I… we… I…” Cal wheezed, tapping his hands desperately against Mav’s, in an attempt to have him loosen his grip, but Mav’s grip only tightened.
“You dare spew nonsense about her? How fvcking dare you?!” He snarled, turning around and throwing both men against the opposite wall. The
