Chapter 131. Using Fear

Rihanna’s POV

This Logan was making me lose my mind.

Lounging at Beatrice, I hit her down. I stretched my hand to get her up. She leapt up.

This training was helping me vent my anger.

I kicked Beatrice again and she fell, but rolled before my heel squashed her down there.

And I was venting out on Beatrice—poor girl.

My eyes shone red and Lana took over, about to initiate a barrier to counter Beatrice’s incoming kick, but I stopped my wolf. Let it come.

My Beta expected me to dodge it, but I received it, staggering back.

“Oh my goodness, sorry. You should have… I’m so sorry,” she apologized, checking on me.

I smiled amidst the pain. “It’s cool. I wanted it. The pain is a distraction from my thoughts.”

She kept her hands on her waist, and I knew she was about to go mother mode. “And the training, right? You’d rather vent on me than the warriors.”

“Come on, you know it’s better I do. They won’t understan