Marked
With lightning speed, he had yanked me off, had spared me from attacking another human.
But he had suffered for it. That cop had fired, and had hit Caleb in the arm. His blood had been all over both of us, but it never seemed to slow him down. Instead, he somehow managed to knock out all three policemen before they could react, to pick me up in the same motion, and to take off into the air. I marveled at his sense of control, in every situation. He had managed to get us out of there without seriously hurting anyone but himself. I felt embarrassed that I was not as evolved, not as in control, as he, and felt badly that I had once again put him in harm’s way.
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