First, he had been left out of the Nogitsuneâs return. He totally could have helped. He could have done something. If not, what good was he? But no. He hadnât been called by Scott until after the Nogitsune was dealt with. And on top of that, to learn that Derek had nearly died had put him in such a fury that he had driven ten hours without stop to get back to Beacon Hills.
His fist pounded on the door of Derekâs house, but when an answer proved to be too slow, he took out the key he had, unlocked the door, and just about punched Derek in is stupid werewolf face.
He didnât care that Derek was a true alpha now for what he had done.
âWhat. The. Fuck. Derek!?â
He growled, a very wolf like grown despite being completely human.
âStupid self sacrificing sour wolf!â