Chapter 159

Jayden's POV.

I wanted to destroy things.

It wasn’t a reasoned desire, not a calculated professional risk, but a raw, kinetic need to watch something solid crumble under the pressure I was carrying.

The tension had been building for days, an acidic knot behind my ribs, and now it demanded release.

I could feel the tremor in my hands, the involuntary flexing of my jaw muscles, the hot, miserable energy pooling beneath my skin.

If there had been a concrete wall, I would ...