Chapter Fifty-Nine

  Javier

  I was pissed.

  No, pissed was something I was when a fucking condom broke and snapped my dick.

  I was more than that. I was livid.

  "What the fuck do you mean that we're not going to go any farther?" I snarled the words at Zale. Never had I ever wanted to tear his throat out before.

  But now? I wanted to murder him.

  I pointed at the demon that we were teamed up with. "Why are you listening to him, Zale? He's not our pack. He's the fucking enemy."

  The bastard glanced over at me and tsked, shaking his head. "You truly have no class. This is why you and your kind must be scoured off the face of this world."

  Everything was pure gold in front of me. My wolf practically had full control. He wanted to lunge and bite that bastard's smug nose off his face. "She's waiting for us, Zale."