Nick

Rage has turned the blood in my veins into lava. My skin is hot and the fire in my chest is blazing.

How dare she run from me. How dare she go against my orders. I told her to remain in the house until I returned. Her needs were taken care of. There was absolutely no reason for her to leave our home.

I slam my fist into her dresser and the wood crumbles. She thinks I hit her before? I was controlling my strength with every strike. The stupid human has no idea what kind of damage I could really do to her. Every strike was controlled and for a purpose, but she never understood. I was trying to make her better. I was trying to turn her into a mate I actually deserve.

"Nick, her scent is long gone. She must have taken off right after you left," my brother says as he comes strolling into the room I shared with my mate.

I march across the rubble-covered floor and grab his throat.

"This room is private. Don't ever step foot in it again," I growl, and he whimpers like the weak