Blunt nails dig into my palms. My fists are as tight as I can make them as I try my best not to hit that bitch.
She is to blame for this.
The elders can say what they will about protecting humans, but she is not my tribe. She puts us in danger, leads the vampires straight to us.
I growl.
I will not hurt her. I must not.
I am not those bloodsucking leeches.
I am better than they are.
Jake senses my rage and steps in front of her.
My shaky hold on my temper snaps.
I explode.
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