Dante felt his beast lunge to the surface as he pulled the motherfucker off her.

He flung him hard against the wall, where the coward slid down with a pitiful yell.

“What are you doing? I was talking with my daugh…”

As Dante moved towards him, the bastard made a move to run, but Dante grabbed and slammed him against the wall.

He sent his fist into his weathered face as Aguillar and his nurse rushed in to treat the girl.

He wished he had his brass knuckles on as he sent another punch into the man’s face, breaking his nose.

The smell of blood called to his inner darkness,...