RAVENNA POV
I have never felt rage like this in my entire life. It was mixed with anger, fear, heartbreak, hate, and love. It made the deadliest strength, a force that could tear through anything in its path.
And that was what it made me do. I tore through enemies like they were files. I took them down one after the other. But it did nothing to calm that raging storm in me. It did nothing to scratch that itch deep in my bones.
Kill. Kill. Kill.
That was all I could hear, all I could taste, all I could feel.
We couldn't give my grandmother the perfect burial because those bastards had seen it fit to attack.
I was going to f*****g kill them all.
At one point my wolf broke through. She had been at the surface, wrestling with me for control. And I lost the fight.
She broke through
