Chapter 87

In an instant, I saw red, unable to hear anything past the blood rushing in my ears. My ability gave me insight into the strong emotions of our wolves. They felt things just like we did, though their reactions could vary tremendously. I had never felt my own wolf's anger in this way. Perhaps I had felt it during the battle, but there was too much commotion for me to truly taste the emotion in its prime. I wasn't sure when I had stood up from my seat in front of the vanity, but I was horribly hot and itchy, my skin uncomfortable and much too tight. When the towel fell from my body, it did nothing to cool me down. I could see the twins' mom back out of the room, shutting the door quickly behind her. I didn't have the time or need to care. I was too busy connecting the dots in my head, the dots that would lead Zack Billford and his father to an early grave.