Through hell.

“What are you doing to her?!”Both Maya and Devon's heads snapped towards the voice.Ethan stood at the door, wide-eyed and pissed at seeing the strange man pinning his sister helpless on the bed. The teenager’s chest heaved with immediate, blinding rage, his eyes darting from the torn fabric of Maya's shirt to Devon’s hands pinning her down.Before Maya could register it, Ethan had already taken two long strides into the room.He grabbed Devon by the back of his coat and hurled him off Maya. Then he drove his fist straight into the man's jaw with every ounce of momentum he had.Devon stumbled back against the dresser, his head snapping sideways from the impact. He slowly wiped a thin stream of crimson from his lower lip with the back of his hand and looked at the younger boy with a twisted, chilling grin.“You hit like a fucking bitch, boy,” Devon chuckled mockingly.He spat out blood onto the wooden floorboards and then lunged for Ethan.“Ethan!!!” Maya screamed as Devon's fist c

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The devil's anger.

Maya passed out the exact second the cool, damp evening air hit her skin.Hunter carried her out of the house cradling her against his broad chest like fragile glass.“Stay with me, Maya,” Hunter pleaded, his voice shaking with a rare, suffocating panic as he sprinted down the front porch steps. “Open your eyes for me, baby. Please, just keep your eyes on me.”Her head only laved limply against his shoulder, her breathing dangerously shallow.In the driveway, the flashing red lights of the ambulance painted the wet pavement in harsh crimson hues. Paramedics rushed past them, wheeling a gurney toward the front entry where Ethan was being brought out“We’ve got a male, eighteen, severe blunt force trauma to the face and torso!” one paramedic shouted over the rain, snapping latex gloves onto his hands. “BP is dropping, secure the cervical collar and get him loaded right now!”“She’s non-responsive!” Hunter barked, his voice raw as he pulled Maya tighter into his arms, cutting off the se

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wrecked.

“She was mine before you,” Devon sneered, his dark eyes burning with twisted pride. “If she hadn't been so stubborn, none of this would have happened. She belongs to me, Callum.” he spat.“Yours?” Hunter gave a short, dangerous laugh, his expression instantly hardening into pure, unyielding stone. “When did she ever become yours? Is your brain so knocked out that you think Maya Adams is your property?”Devon stared him square in the eyes, showing no fear despite the blood pouring down his nose.“Whether you like it or not, golden boy, Maya and I have history,” Devon spat out, his voice laced with sick satisfaction.He leaned his face forward as much as Hunter’s grip would allow, his grin widening into something vile.“You have no idea all the fun things we've done,” Devon laughed, leaning in to whisper the next words. “Her tight little cunt has always been mine.”His last words pissed an already enraged Hunter off even more. Hunter nodded slowly, giving an exasperated, short laugh t

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Through hell.

The devil's anger.

wrecked.