After hours of chopping wood, a hot shower and poring over paperwork, Kane felt more in control of himself. He noticed Jake had been avoiding him. Everyone was. Had he done something to anger someone? When he had first started getting his rages, he’d black out and not remember what he did. Now he exhausted himself before the rage totally consumed him. If only he wasn’t so angry and bitter all the time, he wouldn’t have to sneak out to the woods and chop wood to burn off his anger. But bitter betrayal was hard to swallow and get over. Betrayed by someone he trusted, and left for dead.
Kane felt his ire rising. His hands clenched, imagining the bastard’s neck in them. To know what it felt like to feel your life fading. The fear. The anger. The helplessness. Kane closed his eyes against the
