Chapter 25

Silas POV

I hurl a gut-wrenching punch once, twice—Landen grunts, doubling over. I swing again, but this time he's ready. He jerks away before I land another blow, swerves and nails me with an uppercut and right hook. I dart back to evade what follows, using the momentum to whirl around and slam my fist back into his gut. He groans, fumbling back, then he charges at me, tackling me to the ground with his arms locked around my waist. I drop flat on the ground, and he releases a volley of punches. I block, throwing his weight off me before I climb on top of him to exact my retribution. An arm hooks around mine, caging me. One of the guards tears me off Landen, holding me back.

Dad runs onto the scene. He sends me a punishing glare before he goes to offer his hand to Landen. Blinded by his own rage, he slaps it out of his face and gets by himself, glowering at me.

"I'll get your daughter."