Aiden’s POV

I had never known rage like that.

It tore through me the moment I saw Percy standing beside Rue, his hand at her waist as if it had always belonged there. As if I had never existed. The world narrowed until there was only that image, her calm composure, her eyes no longer searching for me.

“She’s mine,” I said, my voice raw, feral. “This is a mistake.”

Rue turned toward me.

“I have nothing to do with you anymore, Aiden.”

The words felt like a knockout blow. As if she ...