Chapter 1233 Good Doggy
- But Dexter was already geared up, his firearm held firmly. His gaze conveyed a fierce resolve and unyielding determination.
- “If I can't face this fear, how can I call myself a father?” Dexter's words cut through the tension.
- Without further ado, he rose and marched toward the area with fewer wolves. The group could only watch, gripped by apprehension.