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Gosh, I want to punch this guy in the face until he bleeds to death. “Cool it, man, you’ll ruin everything.” Carl warned me through our link when he noticed that I was about to lose it. The veins on my forehead stand out as evidence of my anger, I tried folding my knuckles to curb my anger but it wasn’t working right now, I’m just too pissed. Bethany noticed it too, and she also tried to get me to calm down,

As soon as we reached the hallway, I slammed the door shut with a force that rattled the windows. The rage simmered inside me like a fire that wouldn’t die down. My hands were clenched tight as I raked them through my hair, trying to shake off the boil in my blood. My fingers gripped the edge of my desk, and in a swift, unthinking motion, I swept everything off it—papers, clipboards, the damn lamp. All of it clattered to the floor in a chaotic mess. I focused on my breathing, letting each angry breath ground me, holding back the dangerous growl in my throat. Kobee cleared his throat from the doorway, voice cautious. “Alpha, are you alright, sir?”

Tomorrow I'll show them all. The thought was enough to calm me down some and I laid back across the bed. Anger burned bright in my chest as I tapped my fingers against it, but I knew now that it would get me nowhere. Like the therapist said, it was best to let the anger simmer; hold it just beneath the surface, before making a move. Only that dumb bitch and I differed on what those moves should be. After tomorrow they'll be sorry they ever fucked with me in this town.

"Use your anger correctly?" His sculpted mouth ticks up at one corner. "All the time." "Oh." I inhale and exhale, terrified of the increasingly damp sensation on my panties. Is he leaning closer? Why am I reacting to him like this? "Maybe it works for you because you're probably angry with someone else and not yourself. It's probably easier to manage when it isn't wrapped up in your own personal expectations. Maybe you can control anger better when it's directed outward." The humor on his face is gone. "Why are you mad at yourself?"

I answered, imagining what the date would be like already. Very conversational. Ryan stood up, as he pecked my lips. "Will be here by 6pm. Meanwhile, do you have any tips on how to not get angry?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Anger is something that comes unexpectedly. But controlling one's anger is a skill few have. The breathing exercise has seemed to help. A little stroll or exercise away from people that trigger your anger can help. And always remember not to justify your anger, just let it go.”He blew out a breath, as he embraced me.

I smiled and came closer to her, grabbing her chin and wrapping my hand around her ass. “Look at me.” She was looking down to the floor and i did not liek that. “Yes?” Her eyes glowed and dimmed, like it was almost the reflection of the sun. “You just have to calm down and think about everything okay? I know Frandy and Liam fucked up…” “Hey, thought we agreed on no swearing?” “Yes, my bad! Let me reiterate that.” I nodded and cleared my throat. “I know they messed up but you have to forgive okay? Holding on to anger is dangerous and i hate to see you this worked up, please!”

“Therapy is hard. It makes you really look at the things you’ve gone through. Sometimes it can make you angry. Especially when you don’t have the answers as to why things happened to you.” “Do you ever get angry?” “Sometimes.” “What do you do when you get angry?” “Those are the times I don’t answer the phone or video chat. I lock myself in my room, and write in my journal.” “Oh. You know you can talk to me when you’re angry. If you need to yell at me, I’ll take it, and listen. I won’t yell back.” “I know. Thing is I don’t want to yell. I want to stew, write, and release it that way. I worry I’ll say something I shouldn’t.”

He turned her face back to himself, "don't let your anger destroy our future." "Oh? Is that right now?" Kara pushed his hand away from her face and stepped back to create distance between them again, "you do realize that you are in no way in any condition to give me lectures about anger management, right?" James clenched his hand at her response. But she was right. He had no right to say this when he himself was not in any position to calm his own anger in any situation. "I will work on it this time. I... I will go for therapy sessions."

He says and I laugh. I can't do that? But I'm the boss and I can do whatever I want to "But I can. And I did. You challenged my authority, so I'd give you a few days to cool off" I say. If this happened few weeks ago, Andrei would have been a dead man, but I've been going to a therapist for my anger management, and it's working. I think. I hope it is. Before Bella came here, I didn't see the need to control my anger, I thought it gave me power, made others fear me but now I was afraid I would hurt her when I get angry, and I don't want to do that.

hand passed over my arm. She remarked in a soft voice, "You have such lovely arms." Her finger carefully followed the contour of the muscle in that area. "However, there are times when the way you use them... well, that bothers me." My pupils became more narrow. "What exactly do you mean?" She remarked, "Every time you get angry about something, you start hitting people." "Every time you get angry about something, you start hitting people." "You are aware that we were supposed to discuss that subject." "I remember." "I bet you do." After looking at my arm for a moment, she returned her attention to my eyes. "I don't like it, Williams. When you're angry, you can't just strike out and threate