The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Do You dare Stop me?

Everyone looked at the tall muscular guy who was standing some distance away,glaring at them in warning.

"Luke, don't meddle in this. This skinny herbalist hurt Frank first!" one boy from the group yelled.

Luke ignored him and looked at Oriana. "Don't you want to go hunting?" His voice was firm and commanding.

'Hunt?' Oriana looked at him in surprise, but then understood. "Ah, I was coming to you after I dropped stuff at home, but these people kept pestering me."

"Let's go, or we'll be late," he told her while helping her pick the bread and herbs on the ground.

However, the group of boys stormed towards the more imposing Luke. Though they were younger and not as strong as Luke, they were brave with their number advantage of eight versus two.

"Luke, he hurt our friend. You cannot take him away without letting him pay for it," one of the boys said.

Luke didn't even turn to look at them, as he spoke in a low, deep voice.

"Do you dare stop me?"

Among the young men in the village, Luke was initially criticized by his peers because of his withdrawn nature, prompting others to think he was just a uselessly big idiot who could barely speak. However, this perception changed in a matter of days. Not only did Luke have the strength of a bear, he was also a great archer. He and his father would barely receive injuries but always bring back lots of prey in their hunts.

He was not like Frank and his friends who loved wasting time and troubling others, causing the adults of the village to always compare Luke with his peers, further aggravating the boys' anger towards him. However, Luke only focused on his own things and paid no attention to them.

Just like Oriana, he helped those in need and stayed away from nuisance. He hardly had any friends his age in this village as he was different from them.

Provoked by Luke's attitude, Frank shouted, "Luke, why are you poking your nose into others' business, huh? Don't tell me you are like those filthy nobles who like pretty-looking boys?"

"What the—" Oriana cursed under her breath as she turned around, intending to squash Frank's ugly face with a kick, but Luke held her hand to stop her.

"Ignore them."

Oriana glared at them but didn't want to go against Luke's word. Luke was the only friend of her age she had in this village.

Just as they turned to leave, the other freckled boy shouted, "Hey, Orian, why stick with that bear? I can introduce you to some nobles. Trust me, a night with them will earn more than you earn from selling herbs."

This time, even before Oriana could react, Luke had turned around and punched the other boy in the face. The freckled boy crumpled in pain on the ground.

"Luke, you bastard!" the boy cursed.

The muscles on Luke's arms weren't for decoration. He never idled around but worked hard which made his body stronger than his peers.

Luke glared down at the others. "Anyone else?"

Seeing their friend's bloody nose, the rest of the boys backed away and no one dared come forward. There was something in him which made them wary of him.

Oriana was stunned. Luke often acted like an old man who weathered many storms, and she had never seen him losing his temper ever in the past three months since they met. His unsociable nature was enough for others to stay out of his way, but today, even she felt somewhat frightened of him.

Unable to deal with Luke, Frank and his friends could only glare at Oriana.

Luke returned to her side and instructed, "Let's go."

Just as they took steps forward, Frank shouted, "You will pay for this, Orian. I will make you pay!"

"Who is making who pay?!" one of the grandmothers nearby began to rebuke with a broom in hand. "You better scram back—"