Aria’s POVThey dragged Edgar back like the traitor he was. His clothes were torn, and his face was bruised, but somehow, he still had that smugness in his eyes like he wasn’t scared at all. I stood there, breathing hard, trying to steady the storm inside me. My heart was pounding, not because I was afraid anymore but because I was angry.I walked toward him slowly. My feet felt heavy, but I didn’t stop. He lifted his head when I stopped in front of him, and I saw that disgusting smirk again. He looked at me like this was all just a game, like he hadn’t tried to use me, like he didn’t try to kill my mates.“You think this is over?” he asked with that mocking tone, as if he was still in control. “You’re too soft, Aria. You don’t have what it takes to deal with someone like me.”I didn’t reply. I slapped him. Once. Then again. And again. My hands shook from the force, and I didn’t care how loud it sounded. He didn’t flinch, but I saw the red marks forming across his face, and I welcomed
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