Chapter 7

Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

Thunder roared in Thor’s brain, and he wanted to hit something just to make it stop. He was angry, furious at himself, at Derrick for ordering him weeks ago not to seek retaliation against those hateful fucking cowards who’d hurt her. Only an Alpha’s order could have stopped him from going after the stain, who so richly deserved the vengeance Thor wanted to reap against him.

Should’ve hit that prick. Should’ve given him a nice shiner like he gave our Nica, his Demon Wolf snarled.

Thor expelled a harsh breath, the growl in his chest never ending as he tried to control his emotions. The second that Crow motherfucker had left the bar with his lackeys, Thor had to use all his strength to stop his beast from going after them.