_Alyssa's POV_
Before I could react, Logan reached us, his hands moving fast. He grabbed my hand, yanking me away from Damon with so much force that I stumbled backward. “Logan!” I gasped, trying to pull my hand free but his grip was iron-tight.
Damon was quick to respond. He grabbed Logan’s wrist. “Let her go,” he said in a low, dangerous tone.
Logan’s eyes flashed with fury. “You don’t get to tell me what to do with my mate,” he growled, and before I could say anything, his fist shot out, connecting with Damon’s jaw.
The impact echoed through the room, and Damon staggered back, his hand flying up to his face. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth but he didn’t back down. With a sharp growl, Damon launched himself at Logan and punched him square in the ribs.
The fight escalated
