Rhea POV
My wolf slammed into me hard as the rage exploded inside my skull, sending a flood of heat to my chest right after. My vision sharpened and my hands curled into fists.
Enough.
I've held back for years. I'd stayed quiet while they painted me as a monster. I'd let them speak over me, about me, through me.
But that was going to change.
My wolf let out another low, furious growl inside my head.
I'd had enough.
I was still breathing hard when my brothers inched closer to me again. They reeked of anger and I could feel their wolves close to the surface too.
"You're f*****g useless," Ethan snapped in that low, dangerous voice that always scared me but nothing about that deterred me now. It only served to fuel the rage that was building inside me. "Do you know that? Absolutely go
