Kaden's POV.
“Speak up!” I grabbed Matt by the collar as I yelled into his face.
Matt didn't flinch. Didn't move an inch while yelling. His battered wounds do him were enough misery, my telling wasn't going to do much.
“Talk, dammit! Don't get me f*****g pissed!”
And when he didn't move fast enough, I gripped his collar tighter and slammed him onto the ground.
“You better talk to me when I talk to you, you hear me?!”
My feet connected fast enough with his face, I tried to hold back but his arrogant eyes got the best of me and my other hand connected too with his jaw.
The pain was intense, excruciating and even too much for him to handle but I couldn't give a rat’s ass.
If he knew something then I wanted to know it too. Especially if it was related to my woman.
My Isabella.
“Alph
