Ethan
I could kill Eric.
Sitting next to Jane’s hospital bed while she sleeps, the only thing I can do is imagine all the different ways I could hide his body once I’m done tearing him to shreds. The bastard knew Jane and the pups had come home and still he kept coming at me, forcing me to defend myself. Then he actually bit my mate and landed her here.
The doctor’s assured us she just lost a little too much blood and would be right as rain in a couple of days, but I can’t stand seeing her like this. If I wasn’t already ashamed of terrifying the pups and setting a horrible example for them, I might go through with my macabre plans for the other man. I’ll never forget the sound of Jane’s head hitting the floor, or the cries of the petrified children. I’ll never forget the sight of m
