"What do you mean by, 'better be safe then sorry', you bastard." they heard the so called idiot's icey cold voice.
Turning to the where the voice was coming from, Edward saw his love's blood shot red eyes, glaring daggers at him. His whole body was shaking duo to the fear he was having after looking at the person in front.
In front of him, was the man whom he loved, in a totally different form that he had never witnessed up until now. His body was emerging a clod aure, freezing everything around him. There was smoke coming out of his ears and nose, his fists were clenched tightly, it was not the sign of him controlling his anger but he was gathering his power in the fist to punch the hell out of the person reasonable to have his anger out.
