Jasmin's POV
"Don't get hurt... unless you want me to lose my damn mind."
Max's words rumbled through the air like thunder, each syllable etching itself deep into my bones. His voice carried a weight that made the earth beneath us seem to tremble.
I found myself drowning in the violet tempest of his gaze while he became lost in the amber depths of mine. Yet beneath that fierce, all-consuming look, terror twisted in my chest like a living thing.
He was going to destroy the imposter.
But that body belonged to Clyde.
Destroying the imposter meant destroying Clyde too.
"No, stop..." My hand reached out desperately, but time had already slipped away.
Max surged forward like wrath incarnate. He collided with the imposter mid-movement, driving him into the ground with such force that fractures spider-webbed beneath their impact.
Claws raked. Fists connected. Teeth flashed.
Max battled like a beast unleashed, showing no mercy, accepting no quarter.
