Lucas
I see red. Before I even realize it, my hands are around his throat. His eyes widen as I squeeze tighter, his struggles growing weaker by the second.
"Let me go, you bastard," Ethan chokes out.
"No... I want you to die. Die, you f*****g bastard!"
"Lucas!" Damon’s voice cuts through the haze suddenly, but I can’t let go. My wolf is clawing at the surface, demanding blood.
"Lucas, stop!" Theo’s voice joins in, his hands pulling at mine, but it’s no use. I can’t hear them. All I can see is Ethan’s smug face and his disgusting words about Aria.
Then I hear her voice, soft and distant but enough to pierce through the rage.
‘Lucas... Lucas, where are you?’
Aria.
My hands drop, and Ethan crumples to the floor, gasping and coughing up blood. I don’t look at him. I don’t care. All t
