*Darick’s POV*

My mind was running rampant. I couldn’t calm down, I couldn’t find peace of solace.

The way Amon touched her…grabbed her. He was going to kill Gwen, and as a result, I was going to kill him.

All I thought of was death. Pure and torturous death.

Until I saw her when she stepped out of the car at the house. She came around to the passenger side door and opened it. The way she maneuvered Chelsea around her as Wendall ...