Isla pov “Keep my boyfriend out of your fucking mouth!” I roared with everything in me and before anyone could react, the moment James hit the ground, I pounced. My fist shot up, rage burning through me, as I grabbed a fistful of his shirt and yanked him closer. His eyes widened in disbelief, but I didn’t hesitate, I crouched low, gathered every ounce of strength I had, and slammed my fist straight into his face. He groaned, his head snapping back, but I didn’t stop. I kept hitting him, each blow fueled by the fire in my chest, Alaric’s words from two years ago echoing in my head again and again. The way he was treated by his own family was unbearable. He was their flesh and blood, yet they acted like he wasn’t human, like he was nothing but an animal, just because he was an illegitimate son. But why did that matter? Why did he have to suffer so much because of it? Why… why… “Why!” I screamed, slamming my fist into him harder this time. James jerked back, blood spilling fro
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