Something overtook Hex then, flashing in his eyes and flaring through his blood.

"Nyx is mine," he growled possessively.

And then he shook his head and blinked to clear his vision. He hadn't wanted to hurt anyone like he used to in years and years. Not until he'd Bound Nyx. Now, he got the most random urges to hurt something.

"I mean..." he said then, but realized he didn't know what he meant.