My heart thundered in my chest, pounding so hard I feared my ribs would crack. My ears rang loudly. I could feel it thump in. Feel the way its sizzles rose from the pit of my stomach to my chest.
Rage. Pure unadulterated rage.
I saw only blood. Nothing but blood. It thumped in my ears. In my chest. It squeezed my heart, and for a moment, I thought I couldn't breathe.
My stomach clenched and every muscle in my body turned to stone. In all the long years I had waited for my mate, I hadn't felt this kind of rage. In all the long, dreadfully sad days, weeks, and months I had waited for her, I hadn't felt this rage. Not in my thirty years of being alive.
Hell, ten rounds with the best boxer in the world would certainly not knock out the ugly stuff churning in my system right now.
'Break hi
