My Second Chance

Sapphire's P.O.V

Clover was crying her eyes out and I was seething with anger. I stormed out of Clover's comfy room, towards the pack game's room. "Wait! Sapph!" She half yelled, half sobbed behind me. Her call went to deaf ears. I could see nothing but red right now.

I barged into the room without knocking.

"Who the fuck are you?" A guy with jet black hair and grey blue eyes growled. "Sweetheart. I know we are the hottest guys in this pack, but no need to barge in like that. It's too eager, don't you think." Another guy called out. I snorted. "Plus. Everybody knows that the game room belongs to us around this time." Another guy with blonde hair growled, narrowing his eyes at me. "Excuse me. But nobody wants egotistic sickness like you guys. Girls who fall for you are all blind." I growled back defensively. The guys blinked once, then twice, then, they all started laughing.

"She wants you so bad Lawrence." Another guy hollered. They were lucky Ruder isn't conscious right now or they would have been ripped to shreds. Let me kill them, Drew argued. I ignored the temptation. I was beyond mad, the Changing closer and closer doesn't help either.

capable of, but they don't. Please, just let this go." Clover begged, pulling at

and hard that Clover almost toppled over. She

not talk to me. You have no rights." He snarled back at her. A flash of pain crossed her worried features. "See Clover," I growled, turning to her, "he cares nothing for him, why should you?" "You told her? Are you that desperate for attention?" Lawrence sneered at my friend. "Do not speak to her like that. And she's right, if you want to continue breathing, you better stop mocking me." I growled menacingly. "Really? What's your name? Sapph? Well, you can tell me if you wanted

in my mouth. Dick. "I do want something from you."

face. It's pretty cute if you ask me, but all I wanted to do was inflict pain on

was standing about a metre from him. The guys started hooting and clapping, oblivious of what I was going to do. A

I whispered loud enough for him to hear. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. With that, I did what I

"Honey, don't need to be jealous." He smirked, despite the five fingers print on his cheek. Oh, that just added fuel to my fire. "This, is for bad mouthing and saying mean things about and to Clover." I punched his already half swollen cheek. I could hear a snap. I think I just broken his jaw. His friends gasped, so did Clover, as Lawrence stumbled back and held his jaw in pain. Oh, I wasn't done. Not just yet. Clover had a mask of horror on her face. "What