Chapter 35 Thirty Five

• RYAN'S POV
• My knuckles hardened against the tyres of my wheel, blaming as anger coursed through me in waves. My eyes darted from the screen displaying lewd images of Ariel and down to my grandfather’s gaze. It took the old alpha a lot to have him ruffled or get a rise of emotions from him, but this once, his jaws had dropped, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
• I grabbed a knife without thinking through, tossed it directly toward the screen. I wasn't wheel-ridden like everyone believed. I'd spent my spare time from the pack office working out. My throw had been precise, dug straight through the screen and everything went blank, followed by a few sparks of electricity.