Chapter 9

Zea's POV

Anger flared up in my body. Knowing that insatiable anger often took over my body and that I had done some bad things because of it, I simply gripped the pockets of my coat tighter and tried to calm myself down.

“Don’t break anything and get the hell out of the room with your boyfriend when he’s there. What's his name?" I grumbled and pocketed the room key and my cell phone.

"Jaxon," Sean answered shortly. If it was the Jaxon I was assuming, then I had a problem.

Little, puny werewolves in this city, are not desirable but not a drama either.

Energy-sucking werewolves in an illegal club, are disgusting and inferior.

But a beta in my room was a disgrace!

I growled softly, took one last look at Sean, and flung the door open. I had gotten myself into trouble.

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“Zea! Hey, Zea Bear!" I turned energetically to Rider, who ran through the hallway calling my name loudly, and skidded to a stop in front of me. T