Chapter THIRTY-TWO

Dane Lusia was staring at me in shock as I grabbed her throat. Her large hazel eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets. I was filled with rage and hadn’t realized that I could kill her yet. It was the same thing that happened with Kiara. But I could never treat Lusia that way. I promised myself that I wouldn’t torture her tonight but here I was doing exactly that. My wolf was growling, stirring in rage and I couldn’t understand why. She had mentioned Kiara. I hated that she assumed I was a bad person to Kiara when that wasn’t the case. There were things about Kiara that she didn’t know and I didn’t want her to. She was my plaything. There was no need to try to involve her in my personal life. But then, I managed to suppress my wolf and my anger washed away. I let go of her neck and took a step backward. Lusia grabbed her neck and began coughing hard as she tried to breathe. I couldn’t believe what I did. My wolf had made me hurt her. I felt so stupid and angry wit