Kyrell's POV
I arrived at my bed chambers and soon enough, Anya walked in after me too. Her hands firmly holding onto her bruised cheeks as she scampered to a tight corner as if to sheild herself away from me.
I have never hit her before or laid my hands on any woman so I know that it took her by surprise when I did it for the first time today.
I have been very angry at what I saw that I couldn't stay still to reel in my emotions and when I lost it for a split second, my Wolf had taken over the reins to control me, hurting her in the process.
This is exactly why I try to keep my anger or any emotion that might escalate into something dangerous under control. I am a damaged man wielding two wild animals inside me that cannot be tamed.
If it were the Cougar who had shown himself today instead of the Wolf then she would've been a goner because she would never had survived its wrath and unsheathed rage.
