บท 499: The Value of a Healer

Caden's control was nearly impossible to acquire. His wolf surged forward, forcing its will onto him. 'Kill… Rip his throat out. Make him regret laying his hands on her.' The wolf roared in his head, saying actual words for the first time in his life.

Caden wanted to let the creature through as well. The sight of the rogue's hand on Catherine's throat fuelled this rage.

If it hadn't been for the look of fear on Catherine's face, he would have let his wolf through. Since he'd met her, she'd shown fear towards werewolves. If that look of fear was ever directed towards him, Caden couldn't imagine how much it would break him.

And it was this same reasoning that kept his wolf from completely breaking through and running feral. He could easily end all this…

The rogue's voice brought him out of his thoughts…