Aiden’s POVMy mind kept replaying the sound of the door closing behind Rue and Iris. Their words both irritating and painful, in a way that infuriated me.I paced, restless, my wolf full of fury that refused to calm. His growl thundered in my chest, a reminder of the rejection we had just tasted. My very own daughter, my blood, had looked at me like I was nothing but air, and Rue, she had made it clear that we were completely done.I couldn’t sit still. No. My body moved before I could think. I stormed into the training room, slamming the door hard enough to make the frame shudder.“ My blood,” I muttered through clenched teeth as I threw myself at the heavy bag. My fists pounded it, each blow heavier than the last. My wolf snarled, demanding blood, demanding something to tear apart.“They rejected me. They were mine” My voice cracked, and I punched harder. The bag swayed violently, chains creaking. Sweat drenched me, but nothing—nothing—could numb the sting in my chest.All I saw
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