chapter eighty

[ IN WHICH HE LASHES OUT IN ANGER ]

SIN'S P.O.V—

I have never been the violent kind.

And truthfully, I do not like violence. It brings along with it negative emotions that I fight hard to retract myself from afterwards. In simpler words, violence awakens parts of me that I do not like to reveal; parts of me that I would rather keep hidden and buried beneath the earth's crust, never to see the light of day.

When I made the decision to enter into Lucian City for Rome's blood to save November, I had no intentions of violence.

But there is something so distasteful and angering about this Lycan that irks me from the depths of my soul.

This could be because of the things he has done in the past; maybe that is why I have this unexplainable urge to rip his throat out every time I see him.

During our conversations from a minute ago, I tried to stay calm and collected. Each time he opened his mouth, I would get infuriated, but I always controlled myself. But then, it got to a part when I c