Jason's POV
Violently slamming the large oak door to the pack house, even I could feel the anger radiating from me crashing furiously into anyone who dared approach. Ignoring the curious faces of other pack members, wanting to avoid causing more damage than needed tonight, I made a beeline for the stairs to the alpha quarters on the top floor, taking the steps two at a time.
"Bit late for that; you nearly split the door in two. Are we done with this temper tantrum yet!" Archer chided sarcastically.
"This is all your f*****g fault." I hissed angrily to Archer, fed up with his attitude.
"How do you work that out? I wanted to rip the half-breed, a new asshole. You wouldn't let me!" He replied angrily "Instead, you wanted to keep the peace! Now tell me, what did playing peacemak
