Nox had never felt this furious before. The rage that burned inside him when he stood face to face with Alistair was like wildfire. It consumed him. Even though he had landed his fist against the vampire clan lord’s face, it wasn’t enough to satisfy the storm raging within his chest. He wanted more. He wanted to crush every inch of Alistair for daring to come close to Noah—for daring to touch his life in any way.
Yet, Alistair had not fought him with the same fury. He had stood there, his lips curling into a mocking smile, as if every punch Nox delivered was nothing but a child’s tantrum. That made Nox even more furious, but it also made the pain sharper when he realized he couldn’t kill him—not now, not without dragging everyone into war with the Ashborne clan and not when they still hav
