~Cody~
Describing the intensity of my anger as a mere understatement would be an injustice. I yearned to unleash a primal scream and let my lycan form run wild. I had never felt such overwhelming fury before, and it wasn't just me; my inner lycan seethed with anger over the unfolding events. If he had the opportunity, he would have seized control of my body and claimed Rain as his own.
"Rain, you foolish mate," I muttered as I strode into the cafeteria. The room, previously abuzz with conversation, fell eerily silent upon my entrance. Hushed whispers and sidelong glances filled the void like a harbinger of doom had just crossed the threshold.
"They must fear us," Ezra observed.
I, however, doubted that fear was the sole reason. After all, I was the crown prince; there was no logical c
