Chapter 33 : Strictly Business

Tristan

I sat stiffly in the back seat of the car as Astrid drove us back towards Bridgewater. I wanted nothing more than to be home. I was appalled by the way that little bastard had talked to her and I was worried that the slightest push would send me over the edge.

My wolf wanted blood.

It took everything in me not to rip that worm's throat out. If Astrid hadn’t touched my arm and brought me back to myself, I would have done it. Eddie wasn’t going to be enough to stop me.

There was only one other time I could remember feeling this kind of anger and, back then, I was too young to do anything about it. After my father and older brother were killed in the Lunar Battle, my mother and I moved in with my grandmother.

My grandmother was a tall, slim, soft spoken woman with big brown eyes and pure white hair. She was friendly with everyone and worked at the local library. She loved her job and I gave her a lot of credit for being the one to instill a love of learning in me.

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