Jackson's Point of View
Lisa's scent got more potent the closer I got to the kitchen. It added fuel to the fire that was burning inside of me. That b***h had mutilated my mate and then told her she was so ugly she wasn't welcome in the pack house. A part of me recognised that this was probably for the best as far as Rose's safety was concerned, but as that was never Lisa's intention, I had no reason to be grateful.
I threw the door open and catapulted myself into the kitchen area. I didn't need a mirror to tell me that my eyes were black, Seth and I were both incensed with her behavior and it was difficult to imagine that she would make it out of the room alive.
She jumped at my almost deafening entrance and span around to face me, her eyes as black as mine.
"Oh Goddess, it's just
