Rhys
I saw the wooden bat being lowered, and as it was about to hit Kayden, my feet moved quicker than I expected.
I launched myself across the concrete floor.
I slammed into Julius with the full force of a professional athlete's momentum, my shoulder connecting with his ribs in a hit that would have gotten me a lifetime ban on the ice.
But this wasn't the rink. This was a rescue, and I wasn't going to let anyone hurt Kayden.
Julius let out a wheeze as the air was forced from his lungs when my shoulder collided with his ribs.
He was sent flying backward, the baseball bat clattering uselessly to the floor as he tumbled over a pile of construction debris.
"You bastard!" I yelled, then turned towards Kayden, who was lying on the ground, the blood matting his hair and the terrifying way he was unable to move.
