Emma POV

I wanted to kill him.

I really, really wanted to kill him.

I wasn’t a violent person, and I’ve never felt the need to hurt or kill someone. But I really wanted to kill him.

Was he crazy?! Was he really threatening an unborn pup and his mother?! How in the hell did he think that would make me choose him? Did he really think that he could win me over by hurting Daisy?!

Well, it didn’t matter.

I wasn’t going to let him do that.

I felt magic rushing through my blood. I felt it warm up my body. I felt it fuel my rage.

He wasn’t...