Logan's POV
Without waiting for an answer, I went up to him and hit him with full force. The first blow hit his stomach, making him stumble backward, choking on the pain. The second hit his jaw, breaking something. He fell to the ground with blood pouring from his mouth, struggling to breathe.
“I asked why, Mattew!” I roared, grabbing his collar and pulling him up, then slamming him into the ground. He groaned, unable to answer.
My bloodshot eyes stared at him with a burning hatred. The rage that controlled my body began to obscure my thoughts. I could feel this wild power growing, ordering me to finish it. Kill him. He deserved to die.
My sharp nails tore the ground around his body. I bent down, bringing my face close to his bloodied and sweaty face. “Why did you hurt her?” I grit
