*** Triton's POV***
I looked at the old clock across the hall from where I sat. My butt hurt on the hard, wooden chair. I had been sitting there for almost an hour. Pretty much everyone has already left for the day. I looked down at my fingers. I felt my powerful grip inside my hands.
I knew I could very easily crush that kid. I could have inflicted pain on him quickly. And I did. I remembered how his eyes held so much fear. When I pounced upon him and pressed him down with a crushing weight, his eyes were wild. It was like he saw his life flash before his eyes. He finally realized who he was messing with. When I was angry, I was a beast. I was taken over with rage and violence.
I knew I could have killed him if I wanted to. His eyes filled with fear, his lips quivering in fear and ag
