"f**k you, so hard River." I screamed at the very satisfied wolf inside me.
Yeah, like I just f****d her, eh? He laughed.
"This is not funny man, she wasn't ready and now you've gotten us labelled as psychotic!"
I slammed my hand on the wall, feeling the rush of anger and fear wash over me. The wolf within me had taken control once again, luring me into a moment of passion that I now regretted bitterly. How could I let this happen? It was as if I had no control over myself anymore, no sense of right or wrong. I wanted our marking to be sacred, special. But nope. Once again, River proved he could not be trusted.
And River, he didn't care. He relished in the wildness that consumed me, delighting in the chaos that he created within my soul. He was always there, whispering in my ear, urgin
