RIVEN’S POV
I watched as Kael’s face turned purple, Ash’s hand tightening around his throat, and something primal roared to life in my chest. It was no longer just about saving Lena. It was about saving my brother, my twin, the other half of my soul.
“Let him go!” I snarled, throwing myself at Ash with every ounce of strength I possessed. My shoulder hit Ash’s ribs, making him release Kael and direct his attention to me. I used the momentum to push him back, away from my gasping brother, away from Lena’s weeping form huddled in the corner. We crashed through the flimsy remains of Lena’s furniture, wood splintering under our combined weight. But he recovered faster than should have been possible. His hand shot out and snared my wrist, twisting with the kind of precision that told me he h
