~ Hadeon POV cont. ~
“I’ve trained my entire life for this; I was made for this. I could have done it,” I choked out through panting breaths.
Remus sighed, “This is highly inappropriate, Hadeon.”
“If you said nothing, then I would have had the honour of taking care of the werewolves in a way no one has done before. Our people!”
“But the werewolves aren’t your people. You are not a werewolf – you aren’t one of us, Hadeon.”
He might as well have stabbed me in the heart; it would’ve hurt less than what he said to me. My rage took over as I stepped closer, squaring up to him. I wanted to fight him; I wanted him to fight me.
Remus sensed the threatening aura growing on me and pushed me against the tree, restricting my movement with so much ease. His eyes reflected a mixture of rage an
