One Hundred-Forty-Three

I can't control Morpheus anymore, he pushes and makes me do a partial shift, as my hands get bigger, my claws lengthen and my body nearly doubles in size as I lounge at him grabbing his neck and taking him to the floor, I hit his head on the floor once, twice, three times as I growl in his face,

"Why Her?"

He didn't say anything. I ask him again,

"WHY Her?"

He doesn't answer again. I punch him once, twice before I ask him in a low, threatening growl,

"WHY HER?"

He still doesn't answer me. My temper, as well as Morpheus's rage, is getting harder and harder to keep under control the longer he stays silent. I growl one more time, letting out my Royal Alpha aura, this time making him answer,

"Why allow them to take your Luna?"

He just laughs and spits in my face,

“She is not my Luna… She is an abomination!! And if that stupid thing we called a King had stayed out of the way, she would be dead and we wouldn’t be having this conversation…”

That does the trick and cuts the last tether