Kane’s POV
Her name tore from my chest, sharper than claws.
“Ava!”
The sight of her kissing Lucas still burned behind my eyes, the scent of him clinging to her skin was like poison. I lost control. Rafe lunged forward in my head, snarling and demanding for blood.
Kill him, tear him apart. He touched what’s ours.
I didn’t think. My body moved before my mind could catch up, my fist slammed into Lucas’s jaw with a c***k that echoed in the night. He staggered, blood dripping from his lip but the bastard only laughed.
I hit him again, harder. My claws tore through his flesh, the scent of his blood was hot and sharp in the air. My vision was blurred with anger. Rafe howled inside me, clawing at my skin, begging to be let him out.
End him. End him now.
“Stop!” Ava’s voice cut through the
