Dexter POV
As I sat at the desk in my office sweating and exhausted from my run. I felt rage, anger, and hatred build inside of me making me feel like a tickinh time bomb. She wanted to leave, she played me for a fool and I felt like one too. I got that b***h Miranda good though and I hoped that she would die in the end. I needed her and she sided with them, traitorous witch.
It's like I could feel the rage my Lycan always held inside. He was always a blood thirsty evil sort. Yeah, maybe he did rub off on me. I have murdered more people in the last two months. But, also these people stood in the way of what I wanted. Her, it's all I wanted, oh and to have the Northern and Southern Territories under my rule. It isn't much to ask for, honestly.
The door knocked and I growled at it. "Go A
