DAXTON POV
The plan was already in motion.
Those rats had no idea what was coming for them.
James. Sherry. The whole f*****g rotten game they had been playing from the shadows, thinking they could toy with Maria—thinking they could come between us.
They didn’t know the beast they had awakened.
I might have been the rational one, the calculating one, but when someone touched what was mine—when someone dared to f**k with Henry, with Maria—I could be vicious.
And this time?
I wasn’t holding back.
Henry and I were heading out for another game of March Madness, a chance to burn off some of the barely restrained aggression thrumming under my skin. Maria, for now, would be safe at Hunter’s place, hanging out with Sam and Cassidy. It was better that way. None of us knew just how unhinged S
