Finnegan
I nearly rip the door out of its frame as I open it with rage streaming through my veins.
Taking a few steps, I only catch my breath as I hear the door close behind me.
I nearly suffocate at the sadness and pain wafting through me, and I figure that they must be Artemisia’s emotions.
Fucking mate bond.
I think about going to town and f**k another she-wolf just to make her suffer.
To have her go through the pain I felt in that prison cell and is now pumping out into my chest.
But my wolf goes f*****g feral at the sole thought.
It really takes all of me not to lose control and give over to my wolf who is fighting with all his might to get back to his mate.
The shattered glass that I took with me on my way out, crunches beneath my shoes as I reach the round reception
