SEBASTIAN’S POV
Anger. That’s what I was feeling right now. The hot blaze feeling was running through my veins at a dangerous, and all I could do right now was run so that I don’t end up killing someone or doing something that I will regret later. I was seeing red. The intent to kill someone or fight with someone was evident in my paws marks, even to me.
I hated this feeling. The feeling was gnawing at me and was making me more remorseful than I already was. I was remorseful because I trusted that girl. I trusted that girl, and she broke my trust without a care in the world. The way she was smiling at smirking when she was telling me all these things felt like she was mocking me. Like she was making fun of me, and I can’t help but feel my emotions becoming more aggressive at that.
