Present Day
Unknown POV
Smash, the glass shatters against the wall as whiskey drips down where I launched my lowball glass. What a f*****g waste. I grab the bucket of ice and launch it at the wall, and it hits hard, tumbling to the ground, making the shards crunch into tiny pieces.
“f**k!” I yelled and stood up from the chair. Today did not go as planned. I am angry and the glass crunches beneath my feet as I make my way to the bathroom. I turned on the faucet and ran my hands under the water, cleaning the blood off them from crushing another glass that I shattered with my hand. I look down and my wolf is already healing the cuts.
I turned the water off and walked back into the room, grabbing a paper cup and headed back over to the whiskey, pouring myself two knuckles worth. I slam i
