Thorne’s POV
I glare at Anders, nearly ready to snap. He stands in the doorway, blocking me from leaving.
“My vision is fine,” I snarl, shoving his chest. He’s a brick wall. One that I’m about to knock down if he doesn’t move the f**k out of my way. “I’ve waited three days for my vision to heal. I won’t wait any longer.”
It’s been three days since the rogue attack… since Aurora was taken. Three days too long.
“You’re not fully healed,” Anders growls again, forcing me back. He and Jace have been taking turns watching over me through the healing process, and I’m grateful, but I’m done.
Jace steps closer, laying a hand on my shoulder, “You nearly died, Thorne. You shouldn’t—”
“I shouldn’t what?!” I scream, whirling on my Beta. He jumps back as I turn my glare on him. “I shouldn’t go
