Chapter 93. His Old Memories

Sansa's decision to sacrifice herself for Logan, her boyfriend, annoyed me to no end. It felt like she was the only person in the world who cared about me, and I couldn't handle the thought of her choosing someone else over me. My emotions were jumbled, and I paced back and forth outside my door, attempting to calm down before acting rashly.

The mansion was deserted, and we were both struggling alone, in need of someone to lean on. I grabbed for the doorknob in her room but refrained from entering. It wasn't the appropriate time to approach Sansa when my rage was out of control.

My frustration felt like continually slamming my head against a brick wall in an attempt to break it down. Sansa frightened me in the same way that Bella feared Kevin. I knew I wasn't as vicious as Kevin, who had constantly tormented and humiliated Bella. Kevin and Bella were notorious in the pack for their destructive and aggressive relationship.

My objective had been to keep Sansa near in