"You're addicted to the adrenaline and sooner or later it will get someone killed. You, probably."
Isaac felt his heart slam up into his throat, obliterating the words that had been waiting there in reply to the man in front of him. He knew men like him and now all that power had resulted in exactly nothing, he was as dishevelled and filthy and low as the rest of them. It hurt though, it hurt that he knew what Isaac had been ignoring and had thrown it to the wind like that. Exposing the open wound on the soft flesh of his belly that he had curled around protectively. He drew himself to full size and stepped determinedly into Eric’s face, jabbing one long finger in the air before him.
“You don’t know a thing about me.” The vein in his forehead stood out starkly. “I would never put anyone else in- so shut your fucking mouth.”
