Chapter 169

Fletcher

"Y–You're not a mad dog?" I asked hesitantly. "Then… where's the wild dog?"

I glanced at the boy standing in front of me. He was a little taller than I was, and I couldn't help feeling wary.

Mama had always told me never to let my guard down—especially in dangerous situations, and especially around people I didn't know. Unless Mama or Papa were with me, I was supposed to stay alert at all