Sumy’s POV
I wrench one arm free from Rhett’s bruising hold, rage and desperation burning like acid through my blood. My nails slice across his face with all the force I can muster.
The satisfying rip of flesh splits beneath my claws, hot blood slicking my fingers. I shove deeper, jamming my thumb toward his eye. I want to blind him. I want to carve the smug cruelty off his face forever.
But he jerks his head just in time, snarling. My nails scrape instead of pierce, leaving only angry trails across his skin. His roar shakes my bones.
Then his fist slams into my cheek.
The blow snaps my head sideways so hard the world tilts and goes white. Pain radiates down my jaw into my neck, blood flooding my mouth. My vision spins, my body stunned, and in that breathless moment Rhett takes advant
