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I bark angrily and stride off to my room. I take off my shirt and trouser and walk in the bathroom to have a good shower. Elise will reach in half an hour and I am sure we will take more than half an hour to finish! After taking a long shower I come out wrapping a towel around my waist and change into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Despite the shower, my beast is hard, angry and erect! It happens everytime I am emotional, especially if I am angry. “AD darling!” her extra cooing voice comes from the open door and I turn with a familiar smirk.

I got angry watching the scene. -Whoa, where are the good guys going? - Says Day smiling sarcastically. she wants to play - I'll take your colleague to rest or have fun as you please - Says the asshole. An anger surged through my body wanting to smash his face. - The way she is I better take her home - Says Day starting to get serious. He holds her tighter and I hear her moan in pain. I feel my eyes change color to red. - Give me her - Says Day with eyes also changed.

“URGGGGGG!!!!!!” Zachary banged his fists on the wall angrily as he screamed in frustration. His knuckles were cut open and blood oozed from them as soon as his fists collided with the hard rock. But his face showed no sign of pain or sadness. His eyes had turned completely blood-red while his knife-sharp fangs made deep cuts on his lips. A thin stream of blood was flowing down from the side of his lip as he glared at the four walls of this huge dungeon in which he was forcefully locked up ferociously.

I am grateful watching him help her into the Pack house; however, I am jealous it is not me with her. “Get this straight Angie. We are through, not that we were much to begin with. You insult my mate again and you will have a lot of trouble,” I say to her. She looks at me with big round eyes that are filled with tears. “You are an asshole, Gamma Jack,” Angie screams before turning and walking away.

My chest was boiling with a porridge of hot rage, spicy pepper simmering just on the surface. I banged at his door, panting heavily from my breathless anger. There was no movement inside. I wheezed with fury and banged harder, screaming his name like a lunatic. It didn't even matter to me that people around casted strange looks at me, already concluding that I had gone insane. All I could do at the heated moment, was to hope their instincts didn't remind them of their phone camera. The banging worked though as there was a sudden rush to the door. Tory opened the door, revealing her on her undies. A purple bra and orange tights.

The anger inside me snapped. Before I even realized what I was doing, I was leaning down on top of him, my hands grabbing hold of his throat. My fingers pressed into his skin, firm and unrelenting. The feeling of his pulse under my fingertips, the way he tensed at my touch—it was like a release, a moment of clarity in the storm that had been building inside me. But even then, it didn’t feel enough. The fury was still there, swirling in the back of my mind, like a storm that had no place to go.

He'd reeled me back in. My hands froze in mid-air, inches from his chest. The realization hit me like a physical blow. I let out a low, frustrated growl, a sound that was more animalistic than human. My cheeks still burned, but now it was from sheer, incandescent fury. Without another word, I pivoted sharply and stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me with a resounding thud that I hoped vibrated through his entire hateful body. The sound was deeply satisfying, a meager release for the whirlwind of emotions churning inside me.

Angie clenched her jaw and looked away. “They actually… Still can do stuff like that…?” Elias looked disturbed as well. "Damn… He only gets angrier and more aggressive with every hit that one deals." He finally looked away too. “I think I’ve seen too much.” He mumbled under his breath. However, there was only silence from Angie. He peeked at her only to find her with a dark and sullen expression. He caught the way she gripped her blades so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

I snapped again as I harshly pushed my things into the suitcase, letting my anger onto the poor clothes, because if I let my anger on his face, I will either kill him, or he'll end up killing me. I groaned in frustration when the zipper of the suitcase didn't work, which only led my rage to double and triple before I pushed it to the ground, letting its content scatter all over the floor. My pulse took off a sprint and I kicked it, once, twice, and till I lost count. The hand landing over my shoulder from the back got my nerves firing up and my fingers wrapped over his wrist as I quickly turned around, aiming my elbow at the chest of whoever dared to touch me when I am not in my senses.

Angie let out a deep sigh and looked towards the door, then picked up her phone. "Check your tablet; I just sent you a picture." "Really!" Austin's eyes lit up as he hugged Angie, who was squatting in front of him. Just then, the door opened, and Anita walked in all dressed up. Angie immediately stood up to face the door, scratching her head. "Uhm... Are you ready?" "Sure...." She smiled. "Shall we?" She gestured jokingly. Austin was the first to jump up and run out of the room. "Yay!" he screamed.