A Broken Bond

[Diego’s POV]

Anger rolls through me as Anthrose’s words hit me like a ton of fucking bricks. Who the hell was he calling weak when he was making cheap hits at a mere woman? But was I really the one to speak?

“Why are you here?” I growl, holding tight to him, even though everything in me screams to let go. “I thought you abandoned this place a long time ago.”

As I speak, I let myself really take him in, from his haggard face to his shaggy hair, which was overdue for a cut, but the thing that surprises me the most is his eyes. In the past, those very eyes would shine brightly with amusement and dissatisfaction as I sparred with him. But now, they held none of the light and were unseeing.

“What the hell happened to you?” I murmur, letting my gaze travel down to his lean form. “You look like shit.”

“Age will do that to you,” he puffs.

Age. He was a wolf, which meant that his life span was a lot longer than most. Of course, it wasn’t longer than a lycan’s, but given his age, he shouldn’t