Kade's vision tunneled. His eyes burned, every nerve alight. All he saw was red, his wolf clawing at the surface. A roar thundered inside his mind, drowning reason. Before his brain could catch up, his body reacted. He shot his foot forward with the force of a battering ram, striking the underside of the chair. The wooden legs snapped against the floor, flipping it backward with Kingsley still in it.
The banished alpha went down hard, but Kade was faster. He bent over Kingsley in a blur of fury, his fist connecting with flesh and bone. The crunch of impact echoed—a sound that sent May's strangled gasp breaking through the silence. Kade's jaw clenched, teeth bared, his muscles trembling with barely contained savagery. He wanted to end him, to erase him from existence for daring to say her name with such filth on his tongue.
