Alina’s POV
I pulled away from the hug immediately. “Elias, you need to—”
Before I could finish, a hard blow landed on his face. My eyes widened. Before I could fully register what was happening, Zayn lunged at him, throwing punch after punch.
“What the f**k, Zayn?!” I shouted, grabbing his fist mid-swing before it could connect again. “What the hell are you doing?”
He didn’t look at me, but I saw it—raw fury burning in his eyes.
Elias staggered to his feet, groaning in pain. Blood dripped from his lip as he spat to the side.
“Who the f**k are you to lay hands on me?” he growled, voice sharp with rage.
I stepped between them before he could get any closer.
“Elias, listen to me. He’s just a child, okay? I’ll talk to him,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
“A child?” Elias sco
