Tristan’s POV
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I’ve been feeling like crap since I returned to the packhouse. I have no idea what is going on but I don’t like the feeling. It’s like I lost the control of my own life and that is something impossible. I am a freak control. I know everything that is happening around me. Nothing happens without my approval so why the hell I feel this way?
I punch the wall that separates my room from Zoey’s and curse her in my heart. It’s her fault! She even made Rosie to turn against me!
“She is not guilty for you being a scoundrel!” Viggo suddenly mocks me. “And by the way, you feel this way because she is not with you. You can’t taste the sweetest thing in the world without becoming addicted to it. Just leave this crap and claim her! Mark her! Make her a permanent person in our lives
