Mia’s POV
The fight escalated so quickly I barely had time to process what was happening. Xavier and Rolex had Tristan pinned, their movements sharp and ruthless as they aimed strike after strike. Sean hovered nearby, his fists clenched, ready to jump in at any moment.
“Stop this!” I yelled, trying to push past Nathan, who was blocking my way with a smug expression.
“This doesn’t concern you,” Nathan said, watching the fight like it was a show put on for his entertainment.
“It concerns me because you’re all trying to kill him!” I shoved past him, but he caught my arm, holding me back as if I were some delicate piece of glass.
“Let them handle it. He started this.”
“He didn’t start anything,” I snapped, jerking my arm free.
I darted toward the fight, but the chaos made it nearly impo
