Lennox’s P.O.V
I tossed the baseball bat to the ground, my eyes darting to Renee, who stared at the lifeless body of the rogue in horror. Dark blood pulled beneath the Rogue’s body. He had been beaten to death by us.
No one touches our mate and goes Scot-free.
I took a long stride towards Renee, who remained frozen in fear, her lips wobbling as she struggled to tear her gaze off the grotesque sight of the body. As soon as I appeared before her, she gulped, taking in a shaky breath as she took a step back—Only for Levi to push her forward.
Her breathing hitched as soon as her hands rested gently on my chest. She swallowed, her voice barely above a whisper as she took a step back. “You killed the…” Before she could complete her words, I gripped her by the jaw, forcing her to stare up
