Kyle's POV
I lay on the shards of glass in disbelief. That little brat had pushed me down and made her escape. I wanted to burst into a scream, calling the guards to alert them but the shame overpowered me and I stayed silent.
What would they think of me! What would father say! lina wouldn't let me hear the end of this story!
All these thoughts ran through my head. It made me angrier. Angrier that I couldn't do what I wanted how I wanted and all because my wolf need more training cause it was born weak! I just lay in the shards thinking of how my whole life would be better if I wasn't weak and how perfect it would have been. The thought turned to anger. Anger towards myself; for being born weak. Anger towards lina; for being so strong and the perfect child and a threat to my position as alpha. Anger towards Clarissa for doing this to me!
The angrier I got, the more I needed to crush something and get all the pain out. So I clawed at the shards beside me and rolling my hands