I didn't feel bad for her at all, in fact, I still felt a strange and uncontrollable need to destroy her. It was like there was something that had taken over me, and it didn't want to stop until Amber was wiped off the face of the earth. I admit, it was a little dramatic and over the top, but I couldn't stop myself.

My fist was mere inches away from her face when Tristan wrapped his arms around my waist. As he struggled to drag me off of her, I kicked my legs out and shrieked like a banshee.

“Stay the hell away from, Tristan. You hear me, Amber!”...