ELIAS POV
I’d been wound too tight from the moment I stepped into that deranged place, like something under my skin had already decided how this was going to end long before the first cage was dragged forward, long before the golden bars locked around those three girls like they were nothing but merchandise waiting to be claimed.
I wanted to kill them all.
Not later.
Not after proof.
Not after strategy.
Right then.
And when Alaric looked at me and said we were on the same page?
Relief crashed into me so hard I almost f*****g smiled.
Because finally—
Finally—I didn’t have to hold it back anymore.
I gave everything.
No restraint.
No control.
Just teeth and claws and the kind of violence that didn’t ask questions, ripping limbs and throats out like it was my first nature—
Which
