TYRAN
He pushed my way through the hallway, fighting the urge to go back to the bedroom and beat the sh'it out of his brother, Caiden.
He still recalled the video as if it was shown to him a second ago. How Henrietta ran to Amelia and how his mate had turned away, with her eyes gleaming with unshed tears.
He'd made her cry.
He clenched his fish and turned to the wall, his anger and power exploding from his chest, down to his arms and he had to release it, he had to if not it would strangle him to death.
He punched the wall. It had sent a hole through the solid and thick wall, the crack made small rattling noises as it spread far and wide, like cob webs.
He retreated his fist and stared at the crack, not in awe but tiredness.
He was simply tired of all of this. If there was a w
