"Fuck this shit!"
Zion hissed fiercely under his breath, while the heavy door leading to Dr. Helena's private chamber slammed open with a deafening rattle.
Zion stormed out into the corridor, and his face was twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated fury.
"Zion…what happened?" Helena suddenly appeared right before him, bearing an anxious expression as she elaborated.
"I saw Alpha Callus walking out a few seconds ago, but he seemed quite irked. He didn't bother to greet me when I wanted to inform him of something regarding our therapy session."
"Doctor, I believe I did exactly what you wanted to play the part of an obedient boy by showing up here." However, Zion coldly darted his glowering gaze at her, clenching his fist so hard that his knuckles almost turned white.
"But now, I can't stay here anymore. Don't block my way."
"Wait…don't tell me, did you two have a fight—"
"I TOLD YOU! GET AWAY FROM ME! NOW!!"
