Sebastian
Fucking i***t!
I tore through the doors of the Packhouse, not caring about ripping it to shreds as I climbed the stairs.
I Shifted before opening the office door, Heath bent over the desk on the computer and Warrick sat in the corner looking emotionless while he sipped a glass of amber liquid.
"That f*****g moron made a deal with the Elf!" I repeated for the sixth time, finally vocally.
Warrick said nothing, looking at a map on the coffee table in front of him.
Heath shrugged. "I'd have probably done the same if he also had one of you idiots. He'll be fine."
I gritted my teeth at him, a growl vibrating my chest. "I'm not in the mood for your can-do-ass attitude." I went to the closet and found clothing, tugging them on and slammed the door closed, pacing.
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