Jonas

Jonas' POV

As I got into my car, I exhaled deeply, starting the car and driving off. If I had my way I would rip the throats of those ridiculous, disgusting humans who worked at my company. Being around them irritated me to the core, although I had done it for years. But today I couldn't stand it. Especially the idiotic new business partner. He was a talkative, overweight moron who I was sure would make a good meal. When he made his presentation today, I envisioned snapping his neck just for the satisfaction. He had kept on making stupid jokes that no one could object to, because of course he was bringing in cash.

But I knew better. If I had been alone with that blundering fool for one second, he would not have walked out alive. It would have been the highlight of my day. But I was powerless. I hated feeling like that. Which was why I supported the motion that humans should be eliminated and werewolves to rule. Their presence only limited us. Their only good use was as a nice meal.

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