*three hours and seven minutes before being taken*
There have only been a handful of times in the history of my family where a Rhys loses their control.
This is one of those few times.
I physically feel the moment where I snap and break, completely overcome with this raptured and uncontrolled wildness burning deep within me. Every other time this happens, I am quick to snuff it out. But for once, I wasn’t going to ignore it. I was going to unleash it.
The mask of indifference I’ve been taught to hide behind splinters and I have had enough. I felt humiliated and hurt… I felt hungry for revenge.
Forcing the tears that threatened to fall back into my eyes, I grit my teeth almost painfully.
I have never cried before.
This will not be my first.
“Are you quite finished?” I asked, ope
