Chapter 30: Old Enemies

Miguel's POV

"DiAngelos?" I repeated, turning to Leonard, and he nodded frantically.

"Yes, it was them. Please let her go," he begged, focusing his gaze on his half-sister.

It didn't seem like he was lying.

"I've told you everything," he added hastily, but I was only half listening.

My mind had strayed off everything as soon as I heard that name —DiAngelos. I clenched my jaw, and the rage that coursed through me was murderous.

I hadn't heard that name in a while but it definitely still stung.

DiAngelos? They were here. They were back.

I hadn't heard anything from them since the day they took the most important thing from me. I had looked for them everywhere but never found a trace of them until now, and suddenly all the wounds of the past seemed to just reopen.

I clenched my fist tightly as the blood rushed to my brain.

I was enraged, and beyond. I couldn't think of anything else anymore but the rage that burned through me. I needed them to pay.

I needed them to pay for what they