Tears streaked my face. I'd never needed anyone as much as I needed him right then.
Damian turned, startled, then sneered at Adrian. "You think finding her means you can save her? A cripple's still a cripple—let's see how long you last. Amelia, I'll show you how pathetic your choice is!"
He charged Adrian, knocking him to the ground in a few brutal moves. His boot slammed into Adrian's knee, again and again, until blood seeped through the fabric. Damian was a beast possessed, his fists raining down with lethal intent, his eyes wild with hate for anyone who dared claim me.
Adrian's face twisted in pain, but he clamped his jaw shut, refusing to cry out, not wanting me to worry. I thrashed against the ropes, desperate to break free, but they held tight. Tears streamed as I screamed, "Damia
