I shifted into my wolf, making sure everyone could feel just how furious I was. Then I linked the memory fueling my rage to my mates and the warriors around us. No one stayed calm. My mates grew even angrier.
Theo still had Mom by the throat. From the look on his face, he was about to enjoy himself. Extending his claws, Mom screamed as they tore into her. The sound set something off inside me.
I locked eyes on Tiffany—she was the root of those particular memories. Donatello turned toward Dad. Renzo and Kyro moved in on Vanessa and Vinny, while the warriors swept through the house to handle the rest.
Tiffany didn’t bother staying human. She shifted mid-charge and lunged straight at me.
Not this time.
I met her head-on. I wasn’t going to let her walk away like I had before. She was goin
