Theon's POV
The taunting was making my blood boil. Feeling Thaddeus' anger was fueling into mine. He was trying his best to stay calm, but even I was having trouble. Thaddeus and his growls did not affect the group leader, Josiah, but the rest were about to piss their pants.
They couldn't even look us in the eyes as they started to back away.
Trinity was holding her own; she didn't falter in any of her steps even when Elijah's heart started racing. Once Trinity gave the final blow, saying no to a damn dinner with the sick prick, that was when I lost it. I was a hypocrite, and I knew it.
Thaddeus reeled in his anger and never got too close, he threatened and even taunted these guys, but he still didn't launch himself onto them. Gods, I did, though. The thought of Josiah trying to take
