Eleanor’s POV
My breath seized at the thought that the monster was in the room. I tugged at my dress that was sticking out of the closet door a little, but it was stuck, so I let it be.
"People make mistakes, so I am not going to reprimand you for what you did anymore, you are like a brother to me." Amon’s dangerous voice clouded the room as thunderous footsteps approached the closet.
"I was angry when I found out you f****d her, so I acted based on my impulse. I shouldn’t have scolded you because of that slave." He said in a rumbling tone.
"I-It’s okay, really. I know you tend to get dangerous when you are angry and your wolf becomes controlling," Xavier said. Amon let out a resounding laugh that made the place vibrate. It was getting stuffy in here, I could barely breathe. I want him
