AIDEN’S POV
I wanted so badly to put London in his place—to carve the truth into his bones, to make him understand in a way words never could. Elena was mine. Not his. Not anyone else’s. Mine.
The first punch shattered my restraint. When his fist cracked against my jaw, something inside me snapped. This wasn’t about proving a point anymore. This was war.
I wanted to hurt him, to make him regret ever thinking he had a claim to her. I wanted to see the arrogance in his eyes crumble, to make him bleed for every second he had spent standing between us.
But London was fast. Too fast. He weaved around my attacks like he’d seen them coming before I even threw them. Every dodge, every missed hit only stoked the fire in my chest, burning away reason, leaving only raw, blinding rage.
Then my fi
