Chapter 91

Chapter 91

Aden

The whole way back to the mansion, I'm as cold as ice.

On the way to the stables, I'd been burning with fury, my mind racing, my wolf overtaking me.

I was desperate to lock Brooklyn down, to burn everything to the ground if necessary in order to secure her allegiance any way I could.

In order to guarantee her bond to me.

And in the process I had...well, I had just lost it.

Twice, at the stables, I had lost my temper, lost my mind.

Possibly lost her.

Truthfully, I'm unsettled by all my reaction to today's events.

My entire life-since I left my pack, since my father died-everything has been about control.

Control of myself, foremost, because from that spun control over my family, my people, and the world I built.

I didn't want anyone else to tell me what to do, didn't want to have to follow someone else's pack rules, follow any rules set forth by the Council.

But I did want to make my own.

Control is the center of my success, my power.

But around Brooklyn?

For some reason, I just lose it around her.

I grip the steering wheel tighter as I remember the rage I let slip loose when I watched the boy put his hand on Brooklyn's thigh.

It isn't his thigh. It's mine.

to control. Mine to decide who touches

Hudson, I feel no

Hudson is no real threat.

handsome, smooth talking, slightly wild young shifter. I was

beautiful young virgin, yet to go through her heat.

hell did I think was

I grabbed Brooklyn-grabbed her shirt

scowl, disgusted at my

how to manipulate me, learning how to bring me

falling for it

God dammit, a large part of me wants to lose control with

just grab her shirt, pull her

wanted to throw her down when she laughed at me, to wipe that laugh off of

I knew I couldn't-couldn't go that

on that edge, my whole world teetered

back under my control, have to

no

pull into the garage, I am all

I was on edge. I know better. Know that I can

again, that's

the old-fashioned

that it's full of people, but

fine by

the kitchen, seeing

Lucas is one of them, sitting

stand up to me, but they want to let me know that they knew

teeth and stride to the fridge, taking out a package wrapped in butcher paper. Then, I walk over to

a wounded wolf, ready for whatever punishment I dole

It will help the swelling." Lucas hesitates, not taking his eyes

Lucas says,

him towards the back garden, "you wash the

"And I'll

sounds of the old men

says. "You still got a job, kid. Don't worry.

I'm glad I got the

hot water-not yet. But at least Lucas knows he's not going to end up

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255