DAMON’s POV.
I barged into the house, pushing his security man from the gate. I was upset, really upset and the only way I could stop myself from being upset was confronting this man that calls himself my best friend. He has been looking for my trouble since the day I told him I wanted Uriel and now I was genuinely tired of it, I was tired of his tantrums like a f*****g p***y.
I made my way into the house, it was already past 2AM but it was none of my business, I wanted to see him and I was going to do that.
“Where the heck are you?” I yelled angrily, my wolf growling in my head. I looked around but he was nowhere in sight. I knew he was not sleeping, I have been his friend for years.
“Why are you yelling like you have gone on rampage, Damon?” His voice filtered through and I raised my
