Chapter 35

I was consumed by rage, anger and a deep sense of pain. The death of my pack members was an unbearable blow to me. I couldn't help but feel guilty for not being there to save them. The thought of Sebastian being behind this horrific attack made it all worse, and it was like a fire burning inside of me. The fury that consumed me was so intense, I knew I had to do something to release it, and I started destroying everything in sight.

I was in my room, and it was a mess, to begin with. My clothes were strewn all over the place, and my books were haphazardly piled on top of each other. I walked to the pile of books, grabbed one and flung it across the room. It hit the wall with a thud, and I felt a brief moment of satisfaction. But it wasn't enough, and I continued.

I moved to my dresser and started throwing my clothes everywhere, ripping my shirts, and throwing my shoes at the wall. My anger was increasing, and I couldn't control it anymore. I grabbed my nightstand, flipped it over, and