Zachary’s pov
“What the f**k!” I growl, my voice raw with anger as I start tearing through everything around me. I’m barely holding it together, rage boiling inside me like a storm about to erupt. “How could they do this to me?!” I shout, my claws fully extended, scraping against the walls.
“You need to calm down, son,” my mom says, her tone sharp but laced with a tinge of frustration. “You can’t lose control.”
I don’t know if it’s the sound of her voice or the sheer injustice of the situation, but her words only fuel the fire inside me. “You want me to calm down? You want me to be calm after hearing that?” My fists clench tight as I pace in front of her, the heat in my body spreading like wildfire. “Your favorite son is f*****g my wife, and you want me to stay calm about it?”
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