Simeon
I plunged my sword toward Xzander's stomach, but he danced backward. Why wasn't the bastard using his powers to attack me?
I had magic as well, but rage coiled through my veins so much I couldn't concentrate on a spell. All I could think about was Xzander with Avery. How he had f*****g stolen my time with her, got her to love us - him. How much of her feelings for me were because of him?
That was all I could see as white fury encased my vision until I wanted his blood to coat the snow around us red.
This bastard had denied me privacy with Avery and I already had to share her with Darrius and Malcolm. And there was no way I was going to share her with this dark Fae - an Unseelie scum.
"Simeon, please don't do this," Xzander pleaded. "We shouldn't be fighting amongst ourselves
