Cold war

Connor was raging mad as he entered his office, his claws grew long and sharp, his eyes golden yellow. He let out an angry growl and began slashing everything in sight imagining them to be Luc. His breathing was hoarse and harsh and all he could see was red.

How dare Luc play with him like he was a toy? Like he was a tool to be played with.

"Luc had taken more than he can chew and he is going to throw all of it up, I'm going to make sure of that" Connor snarled and grabbed his suit jacket.

He didn't bother to go into the elevator, he just ran down the stairs and headed straight for his car so that he would be driven home.

He was right all along in his suspicions, Luc was the unknown person. The one behind Kayla's attack and death, the one who had kidnapped his mate and kept her hostage. The one who had been sending him those threatening messages.

Connor wondered how Carolina was faring under his care.

"I'm so going to chop that dog's head off if I learn he had hurt Carolina, in any