PENELOPE'S POV~
I saw rage building in Angus, it was like watching a volcano about to erupt. His eyes turned from a warm brown to a dark, steely gray, and I could see the tendons in his neck tensing with the effort of controlling his anger. His teeth clenched together, grinding against each other with a terrifying intensity. He took a step forward, as if he were about to pounce, and the snarl that escaped his lips sent a chill down my spine.
"You ungrateful wretch!" he shouted, his eyes blazing with fury. "Is this how you repay me for saving your worthless life from the forest, where you would have been devoured by wild beasts?! You should be thanking me for finding you in such a pathetic state – naked, vulnerable, and crying like the pretentious witch you are! But now, the only mistake
