Rupert's POV

"Russell!" I found my wolf rile. I howl, pulling myself from the chair and launching at him, teeth gritted with a clenched fist and my eyes red, as I pinned him to his chair, ready to kill him. 

"Rupert!!!" Mason's voice was what called me out, of my imagination, I imagined myself launching at Russel and I pierced my claws into his tummy and my fangs on his shoulder as he cried under me. 

"Shit!" I curse, snapping from my thoughts, did I hate my brother so much that I have imagined doing all those things to him? I wiped my face trying to calm myself and my...