CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

Casey’s POV

A strong roar ripped from my chest. It was Kaleesa. Pure rage surged through my veins, consuming every rational thought I had. The world blurred, the trees, the warehouse, everything fading as my vision tunneled in on the rogue.

I launched forward, claws out, fangs bared. I could hear Carlos yelling my name behind me, but it was drowned out by the blood pounding in my ears. His warning had come too late. Rage had taken over, and I had no plans to stop.

I barely felt the ground beneath me as I sprinted toward the rogue who’d kicked the child. He never even saw me coming. My claws tore through his back before he could react, a satisfying crunch of bone under my hands. He crumpled to the floor, and the child scrambled away, eyes wide with terror. The scent of blood filled my nostrils, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more.

Another rogue lunged at me from the side. I spun, grabbing him mid-air, slamming him into the ground with enough force to crack the concre