KEEGAN POV
*Darkside - Neoni*
When my mate saw Jonas on the screen, she smiled.
Not the soft, sleepy smile she gives me in the mornings when she wakes up tangled between our bodies.
Not the smug little smirk she wears when she beats Kendrick at strategy games.
Not even the sly, teasing one that makes Kyle lose his train of thought mid-sentence.
No.
This smile was something else entirely.
It was sharp. Crooked. Dangerous.
The kind of smile that promised destruction.
A predator’s grin.
A razor-sharp curl of her lips, full of wrath and cold delight. Vicious. Beautiful. Mine.
She wasn’t broken anymore. She wasn’t even angry. She was wrath incarnate—sharp, deliberate, in control. Goddess, I was so f*****g proud.
My chest tightened at the sight. So damn perfect for me.
She didn’t f
