Knox's POV

I snarled in fury. A low growl erupted from my chest.

Fenrir’s rage boiled inside me. His bloodlust was so strong that it clouded my thoughts completely. I could barely see Viktor, all I could see was red.

Viktor's face was calm—too calm, like he wasn’t the reason my mate was gone, like he hadn’t taken her from me.

I was going to kill him, but it wouldn't be fast, or easy. I will kill him slowly.

I wanted to feel his bones shatter under my ...