Noah flinched a little at the screaming, but then he glared down at Caelan. "Had enough? Or shall we do the other as well? I'm not sure which one hit my brother, so I might just have to do both..." He felt powerful, with the boy completely at his mercy, and he liked the feeling. He suddenly understood what fucking Ben Ward had felt. Well, this time Noah was in a position of power. This twit would fear him, he'd make sure of that. He tightened his grip on the boy's throat. "Say you're sorry..."