Dreg's heart pounded in his chest as he entered Rachel's office. He had felt a cold aura surrounding him, a sense of unease that had compelled him to rush back to the office. And now, as he stepped inside, his worst fears were confirmed.
There stood Zech, carrying Rachel in his arms.
Dreg's anger surged through him, a wildfire threatening to consume him. He didnt want Zech's hand on her it made it so mad with rage.
He wanted nothing more than to lash out at Zech, to punish him for causing Rachel pain.
He could sense his disgusting wolf. That smell that irks his nose it filled the air, one that he hated to the core.
But he knew that Rachel needed him now more than ever, and he had to put his anger aside for her sake.
He would have really dealt with Zech if it wasnt for the sake that he knew Rachel in some way, he didnt want her to see him as a beast.
