“You think you’re smarter than me?” Darren choked between his own laughter, his voice shaking with it, like Damon’s fist in his collar wasn’t holding him two feet off the ground.
“Oh, brother, you have no idea what game you’re even playing. You think you’ve won because you hit harder? Because you came in here like some furious little hero? You don’t know anything, Damon. Not about me. Not about her. Not about what’s coming.”
“You wanted to rape her!” Damon’s roar shook the entire clearing. “My own mate, Darren! My mate! You sick, disgusting bastard, do you have any idea what you’ve done tonight? Do you have any idea what line you just crossed? Ever since we were kids, I have carried your chaos, I have cleaned up your messes, I have put up with every fight, every drunken stunt, every—th
