Anger Management

Dante. I was five seconds away from losing my shit. I swear, if Ryder and Jace didn’t stop their horsing around, the only thing they would have to worry about is my wrath and not a flock of fucking bloodsucking vampires. Azalea had been quiet the whole way, but I didn’t miss the occasional amused looks she kept shooting my way. Apparently, she thought those two fuckers were funny. That only pissed me off more. “Check the area,” I ordered Ryder and Jace, who finally fell into a serious mode. “Right on it, sir!” Ryder saluted, and Jace smirked at him. For fuck sake...Okay, almost in a serious mode. They both slid out of the car and made their way across the parking lot while we waited in the car. Dominic had the rifle in his hand, a stern expression on his face. Even though we had our disagreement this morning, and disregarding that he couldn't walk, he was without a doubt the toughest fucker on this team. Other than me, of course. And I wanted the meanest, toughest and most reliable fuc