Freeing Starr✔️

Chapter 32 ~ Rage and Despair

T'NIAH'S POV

Crash!

Thump!

"Fuck!"

I stared at the raging wolf before me in pity as he flung the coffee table into the wall and broke it, his chest heaving and eyes feral with emotion so dangerous, I didn't dare to breathe wrongly.

The air was suffocating as his dominance and anger rolled off him in waves, forcing my head to tilt down in submission.

He was going crazy.

I mean why wouldn't he?

He not only felt the death of his soulmate but felt the pain of his choice mate forcefully breaking their bond. Any other wolf would've turned rabid by now.

How could Starr do this to him?

"Zion, you need to calm down before you tear the building down," I said soothingly, my voice soft and wary as I took a step toward him.

His glowing eyes snapped towards me as I got closer and I lowered my head and bared my neck as my heart stuttered in fear, "please see reason."

"See reason!? What fucking reason!? The bitch killed my mate, my pup, and left me!! She fucking left me!!" He roared furiously, turning to throw a punch at the wall.

Dust and debris flew as his fist bored a hole into the wall.

I shuddered.

Helpless on what to do to resolve this issue, I turned to the man that sat on the sofa casually with a she-wolf wrapped in his arms.

He eyed Zion in amusement as if everything was just a big joke to him.

"Can you help me out here?" I asked in frustration.

The man turned his senile, smiling eyes to me and raised an eyebrow, "what can I possibly help with? I wasn't the idiot that locked my soulmate in the same house I shared with my Alpha female of a choice mate."

Crash!

Zion snarled, "Watch your mouth!"

Ryan, Starr's father narrowed his eyes as they began to glow, "Your ego and irrational behavior were what got you into this situation, boy. You wanted both and failed. I may be old but I'm not weak so don't you growl at me."

Zion huffed and ran a hand over his head, inhaling deeply as if to calm down to no avail. His nails were beginning to lengthen and he was on the verge of shifting.

"It probably hurts like fuck, right now. I experienced the same thing when my Angel died. It almost drove me insane. Luckily, you didn't mark the bitch otherwise you'd be worse off than you are now," Ryan said.

"Don't call Nadie a bitch."

Ryan rolled his eyes, "she's a bitch. You dare try to make my daughter take care of your mangy mate and her pup? I'm on my daughter's side on this one. Kill them off."

Zion clenched his jaw and began pacing the room anxiously.

I turned to the old man, "only now you consider her your daughter? Before you start coming after Zion. Why don't you look at yourself first? You sick fuck. You tortured Starr the most."