Chapter Sixteen: Fuming

My bedroom suddenly started to feel like a prison as all sorts of negative emotions clouded every fiber of my being. Anger, confusion, and hurt. Those emotions churned inside me like a raging storm, threatening to tear me apart and at the same time, making me feel the urge to tear something apart.

I had been trying so hard not to think about Lucas, trying hard to get my wolf to accept the reality of the situation we were in, and distancing myself from him in every way possible to avoid the messed-up emotions I'd feel when he was around me.

But Lucas, that crazy bastard, in one day, without thinking of the consequences of his actions, had shattered my fragile resolve and turned me into a complete mess.

I paced back and forth, my wolf pacing with me, a low growl rumbling in the depths of my mind. My fingers clenched into fists as I replayed the scene in my head over and over again as if trying to relive the moment that shouldn't have happened.

I recalled his lips on mine, and the t