Wolf's rage.

Darren's POV.

I don't know how I controlled the rage I had in me throughout the pack meeting, but I could feel it brimming at the surface.

My hand twitched and I knew my claws were coming out. I didn't want to attack, no matter what was going through my head, but I knew I'd thought of murdering Jerome throughout the meeting.

The pack breach annoyed the heck out of me, I tried calming my wolf who was on edge for a long time, it was damn hard.

I had the sudden urge to shift everytime I stared at Jerome, the satisfaction my wolf would get if I let it claw out Jerome's heart.

The tension in the meeting wasn't compared to the tension between me and my wolf, we battled each other.

I had to stop my wolf from making me change and my wolf wanted to change and kill Jerome.

My wolf was officially obsessed with my mate, and I didn't like it.

I didn't like how I was becoming obsessed with her, how much I got so upset when I saw her being all playful with Jerome.

It was annoying and I wanted her to