Ian's POV
I'm going to kill him. Was the only thing that ran through my head as I glared at my father.
"I-Ian. W-What's with your eyes?" My father stuttered and I could feel the uneasiness leave his body in waves. I couldn't care less though, I was so angry at him to respond.
I felt like my soul was being ripped away and replaced with a dark force that I couldn't control. I heard my wolf yell at me to stop and calm down but his voice was faint inside my head and I didn't listen to him.
All I could see was darkness surrounding my father and I as I stared directly at him. His face was that of sheer horror and the sick part of me liked it.
Ian.
A sweet melodic voice called in my head and I knew exactly who is was for.
Hazel?
I called. I felt myself lose control over my body and get su
