"If he wasn’t already dead, I’d find the son of a b***h and kill him myself...” I bellowed while standing from the couch, grabbing hold of the coffee table, and effortlessly launching it into the air. My dad watched; his face unchanging as the table smashed into the wall.
“f**k!” I screamed. My fists clenched tighter than I’d thought possible. If they got any tighter, I was sure I’d break every tiny bone inside them.
“Son, you need to calm down. She isn’t worth your anger, or your pain. There are more Scions in the world,” his voice was deep and commanding.
“I don’t want another Scion. I want Aubrey!” I yelled at him, then slumped back onto the couch. “Dad, I know you hate her, but can’t you understand? I’m completely in love with the girl.”
I fell forward, covering my face with my ha
