BELLE

A huge bang sounded, and then the sound of splintering wood. Grayson was growling, followed by Liam’s grunts.

I jumped off the counter and sprinted across the room, throwing the door open in a panic. It had been barely thirty seconds since I heard the fight break out, and the room was in total ruins.

The dining table was completely broken, split down the middle.

There were claw marks along the couch cushions, artwork torn off the walls, and shards of glass all over the floor from one of the balcony doors shattering.

The two of them were moving in a blur across the room, so fast that I...