KIERAN BLACKWOOD
I feel an uncontrollable rage growing inside me as I punch the cold wall of the mansion.
My fists are covered in blood, and the skin is broken and throbbing, but I don’t care.
Time seems to drag, each second more torturous than the last since Scarlett disappeared.
It’s been a whole day, a day since I was informed of her disappearance, and nothing… no concrete clue of where she might be.
The anguish and despair eat me up inside, but it’s the anger, a furious anger, that keeps me standing.
I growl, clenching my fists so hard that my joints crack, and I look around, trying to contain the urge to destroy everything I see.
I’ve spent the day investigating, using all my connections and my Lycan allies.
Finally, I discovered who’s involved: Joseph. Joseph, the man who sho
