Helpless

Even with my wolf deep asleep, I was ready to roar in fury. The acidic taste filled my mouth again, but this was more than jealousy. I was on the verge of striding through that corridor and then banging on Kaan's door until he opened it. I could see myself barging inside, grabbing Jalissa's hair, and dragging that bitch out of there. Certainly, once I was done with Ms. Escuro, I would return to deal with Kaan. Goddess, I was so ready to kick his balls… repeatedly.

A low growl rumbled in my chest as I stared at Kaan's door. He had told me I should trust him, but right now, he was seriously testing my limits. I forced more air into my lungs, trying to slow down my pounding heart. Rage had never been a good adviser, and despite the wicked fire burning inside me, my rationality still functioned enough to tell me to wait.

A minute passed, perhaps two, but I didn't see Jalissa walk out of Kaan's room. My patience left me, and I was running out of reasonable arguments that could stop me from