It is said that once a man who has complete control of his emotions finally erupts and loses it, you better run for your life. And for the record, it was a good thing there were hardly any customers at the club that time since it was a weekday and not even anywhere near payday…

“MA’HERON! PUT HIM DOWN! DAMN IT, NOOOO! I SWEAR, I’M NEVER TALKING TO YOU AGAIN IF YOU DON’T LET HIM GO!”

“Sir, please… we don’t want the building security to come barging in on us… you need to control yourself, or you might

be banned from this establishment!”

“I’M THE DAMNED GAMMA OF THE SILVERCREST PACK! HOW CAN I POSSIBLY BE BANNED FROM OUR OWN BUSINESS!”

“YOU ARE FRIGGING KILLING THE BETA OF YOUR OWN PACK, BROTHER! YOU JUST WON’T BE BANNED FROM THE SILVERCREST PROPERTIES, YOUR ALPHA WILL KILL YOU TOO!”

“P-please… urrrggghhh… put me d-down… M… stop... ch-choking me… let me go… aggghhh…”

At the moment, none of the people inside the club had changed to their werewolf forms. Good thing too, since their voices would have been louder and more blood-curdling than the human type yelling they were doing at the moment. Also, the soundproofed walls kept the humans outside of the establishment unaware of the racket that was currently happening inside.

However, they all have superhuman strength, and the Gamma’s rage seemed to make him even stronger.

“DID YOU F**KING TOUCH MY SISTER?! ANSWER ME,

AARON, OR I’LL BREAK YOUR NECK LIKE A DAMNED

TOOTHPICK!” snarled M ferociously as he held Aaron up by his neck against one of the thick glass-lined walls of the club.

Because Ma’Heron used both hands to keep slamming Aaron against the mirrors, the cracks had become larger and spread like dye dropped into a bucket of water. Aaron’s blood now splattered against the wall, adding color to the morbid design that his head was creating on the glass.

“BROTHER! You’re KILLING HIM! Aaron! AARON! Talk to me! MA’HERON, don’t MAKE ME GO WOLF on you!

PLEEEAAAASSSE!” Diwa said, enraged at her dearest brother while worried sick for her beloved mate.

DAMN IT AARON, LET ME OUT! I CAN DEFEND YOU,

PLEASE! ALLOW ME TO FIGHT IF YOU WON’T! yelled Aaron’s own wolf inside his head.

Aaron can hear Di and M screaming, but Onyx was even louder than any of them, and he was losing his control over his wolf…

Onyx, no… this is just his initial reaction… I can heal… don’t… do anything… until I tell… you to…

Before Aaron completely blacked out due to lack of oxygen and intense pain that was - literally - splitting his head in half, he heard a wolf’s angry growl somewhere nearby. He prepared himself for the worse… And felt himself dropping to the floor!

The Beta landed limply on the shards of glass that was formerly part of the mirrored walls. Aaron automatically checked his torso for long bloody claw slashes and was astonished to find none.

Then he looked up and found himself staring in shock at Di, who was now in werewolf form… And her claws were bloody!

Aaron followed the transformed Diwa’s line of sight and gasped in even bigger surprise and horror…

M was holding on to his chest, his shirt shredded, and underneath were raw and bloodied gashes!

“No! Gamma…” he cried weakly, but his friend didn’t seem to see him anymore.

Ma’Heron stared at his sister in a shocked daze. She slowly changed back to human form, now totally naked because her clothes have been torn due to her transformation. He then watched his younger sibling run over to Aaron, nude as a newborn baby and not feeling any kind of embarrassment at all.

She has never wanted to shift… Hated it due to the fact she wants to be more human than wolf… And loathed it because of being naked after… But now… Sister…

That was the last thought that went through the Gamma’s mind as he fell to the floor, allowing the darkness to take over his confused thoughts and weakened body.

 “Brother! Oh Goddess, what have I done?”

* * *

Oh God, what have I done?

Siel felt herself going cold as she saw her ex-husband let out a failed version of a battle cry while lunging at her dear employer.

However, Jonah’s first punch hit empty space.

A second later, V was fixing his tie as it got a little stretched by his super quick and almost invisible dodge.

V, let me out! a growling voice shouted into his mind.

“Stop! Please… Jonah! V! Don’t!” Vince heard her scared cries above his wolf’s fierce commands.

“DAMN IT, V! LET ME TAKE OVER!” ordered Roth again in full volume.

No Roth. We avoid him landing a hit, and that’s it. She’s too worried and distressed about this situation as it is. Besides, this fight is happening in front of Rose. It would be very wrong for us to fight him full force while exposing us in front of everyone.

“Fine, but can you at least punch him?!” asked Roth as V continued to effectively avoid Jonah’s relentless punches

“I SAID NO!” V told his wolf in his Alpha tone, now echoing Roth’s voice, from a while back.

In utter disgust and frustration, Roth snarled at Vince then left him to handle the situation on his own. I might as well enjoy the utter humiliation of the ex if that’s the case, the wolf stated.

For a full fifteen minutes, while Siel tried to yell/convince them both to stop, V continued to dodge Jonah’s punches swiftly and effortlessly. The ex was slowly winding down. His strength, little by little eaten away by his fury and his useless hits.

It would have been a funny scene if not for the fact that Rose was already wildly wailing at the sight of the two men seemingly wanting to hurt each other. And yet, were humorously failing in that aspect…

“Enough,” Siel said once more. “Please! Rose is getting really scared. You’re traumatizing her! Please, STOP THIS NOW!”

It was then that V decided to end this sorry excuse of a fight…

As Jonah lunged at him with another left-handed punch, Vince moved to the side then caught the man by the left shoulder, stopping him from moving forward.

As he predicted, Jonah automatically whipped his right arm over to him, a fist now aimed at his enemy’s jaw. V caught the punch easily with his free hand then used the man’s inertia to smoothly bring him to the floor face down with his body fully stretched out.

Vincent then moved on top of Jonah while pulling on the man’s right arm, which was now around the poor guy’s neck. With his arm behind the ex-husband’s shoulders, he managed an impromptu sleeper hold that knocked out Jonah in just ten seconds.

He knew exactly how long it took, too. After all, he was looking at his watch and timing it since he only needed one hand to complete his seamless maneuver.

As both men lay still on the floor, one awake and the other out of it, the whole room suddenly became quiet. Even the baby seemed momentarily fascinated with what she just witnessed and had stopped crying.

Vince picked himself up and looked gravely at the astonished but awkward female trio in front of him, “I’m really sorry about this. I’ll go now. Will see you at the office tomorrow, Elena. Good night.”

 “V, I should be the one saying sorry…”

 “No need for apologies, Elena. I suggest that you call the police to remove this man from your premises. You would be in greater danger if he wakes up and he’s still here.”

Siel bit her lower lip and swallowed what she was about to say to V.

How could she tell Vince that if Jonah would wake up in a cell, he would even be angrier at her and that he will just call his parents to bail him out so that he can go back to her and make her pay for having him arrested?

It had happened before. Siel’s not about to risk that now, especially since she already had children.

V saw the fear returning to her eyes and took note of her biting her lip.

She’s not going to call the police. And if I do that for her… Aw, hell! Damned if you do and damned if you don’t…

Vince gave his mate a reassuring smile that was meant for only her. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t give himself that kind of satisfaction as long as this man was still inside her house.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at work, Elena. Please, don’t be late,” he stated still with that grim tone as he turned towards the front door.

    Finally, out of the house and on the sidewalk, he then entered his car. He turned on the ignition, looked at the rearview mirror for a second, and took a deep breath…    

  Then drove swiftly in reverse!

He expertly avoided a few other cars parked on the road, then stopped abruptly past a shadowy corner of the nearest crossroad. He then parked his Roadster in a spot that almost completely hid his vehicle in the shadows.

Damn it, V! I don’t like that guy, Roth finally said as he realized what his human was doing.

“I know. And I didn’t like how my mate seemed to do nothing about him emotionally and mentally abusing her,” he replied as he continued to use his heightened senses to monitor his secretary’s house from a distance.

 “Can’t we call the others? Just so we have backup?”

It was Vincent’s turn to growl. “NO! I’ll deal with him myself, Roth! He will answer to me and no one else. Understand?”

Roth silently acknowledged the Alpha’s command. Secretly, he wanted to see that happen… And soon!

They stayed there inside the car, choosing to wait just to make sure that, in case she needed him, he would be there.

About a couple of hours later, he watched Nella step out of his mate’s residence. His anxiety rose several levels higher as the nanny left with a worried look on his face. No sign of the maniac, though. That made him even more anxious about his mate’s safety.

He strained to hear as well, since any kind of sound or noise coming from the home that he just left can tell him how things are inside. Soon, he heard music, possibly coming from the mp3 sound system that he saw on the living room coffee table. He couldn’t hear anything else, but some classical songs mostly Mozart possibly because of the babies - as they played continuously and loudly.

About an hour after the music started, the ex rode away in his car. Meanwhile, the music in the house continued to play.

Strange that it should still be playing. And why was it turned on in the first place since the babies are already asleep? Or is that meant for them to hear while sleeping? So why isn’t it in their bedroom instead of the living room?

“Is he really gone, V? Will he come back?”

“Let’s stick around until we’re sure, Roth,” he answered his wolf aloud.

Just to be sure, Vince stayed in his car for the rest of the night, intently watching his mate’s home. As the sun started to come up, and the music finally was switched off, V finally took this as his cue to go back to his place and get ready for work.

He wasn’t at all sleepy. All he felt was an intense desire to see his Elena once more, just to make sure she’s safe and alright.

And by the goddess, she better be!