"Guys, like I said… Please stop! Nothing gets solved through a fist fight!" I hugged Cain's waist and grabbed the hem of Orion's shirt while they both glared at Dylan with hostile expressions.
"Y'all should listen to yer lil' omega. Since it isn't you two who calls the shots." Dylan smirks smugly at the two as I knitted my brows at the fact that he was escalating the situation rather than doing the opposite.
Cain jerked forwards, fighting against his restrictions as I felt my body pulled forwards with each step he took. I dug my heels in the ground, putting as much weight as I could on the sole of my feet to slow him down— though he easily put one foot ahead of the other like he hadn't been restrained in any way and continued treading forward.
