CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Once Clyde's almost bare body hit the cold weather of the night outside, he slammed his fist into the nearest wall with so much strength that it cracked. He was furious with himself for hurting Emma and more angry with the Moon Goddess for putting him in a situation like this.

“If I did something wrong, find another way to punish me! Not this way!” he yelled into the night sky through the top to floor window in his wing, the stars looking down on him. His heart rate went over the top, his adrenaline pumping like gas trying to fill a car's tank.

Clyde went straight to his room, changing into track pants, a sweatshirt, and black sneakers. All the veins on his forehead almost popped out of anger. Clyde went to his drawer on the left side of his wardrobe and took out a wad of cash. He hardly spent money, as almost everything was taken care of by his people. Tonight, he would find a need to spend. Some kind of distraction.

He inhaled sharply and took to flight. He wanted some refreshing ai