Chapter 8 ☽ Wreaking havoc

Keifer POV For a long time, I've had an untamed rage inside of me. There was never an explanation, never a reason for my rotten temper that waged war on my insides. And because no one else had a problem with anger issues, or with breaking the rules, I've always felt like a freak. I never belonged. It's something that isn't easily explained. No one really understands it when I try to tell them exactly what I'm feeling. I instinctively know when it's about to show itself. It's as if there's a hand of black claws crawling up my neck. A deadly darkness born from my own brain. It could be triggered by something, or it could happen randomly. I could be laying under a tree as peaceful as could be, and suddenly I need to punch something. When a fit of rage takes a hold of me, there's only so much that I can do to stop it. Sometimes, I can't even attempt to tamper it back. Like now. I see the young lycan before me as we circle eac