Chapter 139. Missing Home (1)

Vance's POV

This was just fucking ridiculous! It’s been three months and I can’t go home yet. Sianna is being hard-headed and point-blank unreasonable. I did not have sex with anyone. I have been faithful to her since I found her to be my fated one.

I drove my fist through the television screen and kicked the half-broken couch through the window, breaking the glass panes. This was the last thing in my room at the pack house that was not damaged.

Winter had come and gone. Even so, my fill was unsatisfied. At this rate, I was certain to completely wreck the entire pack house. Searching in the room for something else to smash, but everything was already demolished. Can I blow up something? Or can I simply end this damnable world? My rage will not subdue and it was rotating within me to develop into a full-fledged tropical cyclone.

I was overworked and drinking like a damn alcoholic. This was bringing me to a breaking point where I just want to s