Anger was an emotion he had rarely felt in his life. He didn't know why but even as a kid, or a rebellious teenager he was never really angry. He was just reckless and stupid. Fury, that was another emotion he had never had the chance to experience. His life had been pretty numb, even when his world turned upside down he considered that he took everything in pretty well but today, at that moment John realized that he hadn't. As his eyes met with him his blood began to boil. Everything that he had kept caged up inside bubbled up and he erupted like a volcano.
"You bastard!" John exclaimed and jumped on the surprised boy.
It was Brandon, one of the teenage werewolves that had brought him in, he was specifically the one that thought of putting his life at risk, changing completely who he was, was something he had the right to do.