Marked As Theirs
Chapter 47
Veronica's POV
It was Aaron.
His punches were feral, coming from a place of rage.
I stared at them, my mind blank from shock, before I finally whispered, “Aaron, stop—”
“You touch her again—” he snarled, dragging Carsin by the collar and slamming him against the lockers like he weighed nothing.
Carsin fought back too, but Aaron was more powerful. Like…he was being territorial. I knew Aaron was skillful, fast, and all. But these were angry punches and he could kill Carsin if I didn't stop him.
“Aaron!” I yelled.
“I bet you’re proud,” Carsin coughed, grinning like he wanted to die. “Defending your pregnant bitch.”
Everything stopped.
Aaron and his punch froze.
I think my heart skipped something. Definitely not a beat. Maybe a whole life?
“What did
