12
Wulf
Control the beast. Control the beast. CONTROL THE BEAST!
I was doing everything in my power to keep my beast from tossing Ruth Sanchez across the set. I didn’t hurt women and I never tossed one, but the need to do so was almost impossible to resist. Yet I maintained control. Barely.
I’d destroyed one set already. Destroying this one would only prove that deserving fighters from other planets couldn’t be controlled or trusted with Earth females. I owed it to the Atlan warlords who had suffered as I had, Braun and Tane, Kai and Egon and all the fighters from the planets banished to The Colony, to hold myself in check. I was doing this for them. All of this. Every torturous second of my time on this planet.
Except when I was with Olivia. And that didn’t include now. Chet had herd
