Rage was rushing through me to the point where my vision was blurring. I could feel my wolf pushing forward, ready to step up and help me, but then I heard the front door of the house open, and I sensed my father’s presence. I turned to lok at him and saw the anger on his face. This was not a good situation to be in...
Instantly any rage within me began to dissipate. I could see from my father's body language he was pissed. He was dressed in his lounge pants, meaning he was relaxing for the evening, so we had disturbed him. Never a good thing to do. This was a man that did not appreciate his evening being disturbed. But, it wasn't just that, it was also that we had crossed a line in being so open in arguing the way we were. All but publicly broadcasting our private business. Dad believed
