Edward growled angrily as he smashed an expensive looking vase on the wall. He stood in the middle of the ruined room, panting like a raging beast. Rasmus sighed and included the vase in the list he was making about things to be replaced. He knew better than to ask his prince what troubled him so if he doesn’t want to end up like those decorations.
“Ah,” Edward yelled and dipped his fingers into his hair. Just why won’t she stop? What the hell is she doing and why is it affecting me so much? He had already been pissed when he came home and had wanted to keep the damned wolf out of his mind but try as he may, he just couldn’t. The damned mark had left him connected with her and no matter what, he couldn’t just be able to keep her from his mind.
He thought he could manage and live his life
