I shouldn’t be here, I know.I shouldn’t be doing this, I know.I shouldn’t be thinking about this, I know.But I was.My wolf was driving me crazy. It had barely been three hours since Amanda rejected us and he started having withdrawal symptoms. I mean, come on, I thought we didn’t care about her. And we didn’t. But it was a full moon, and it was a time when wolves needed their mates more than anything. And I needed mine.I was wrong about Amanda being unable to cross over my territory in time. I suppose running for your life could heighten your abilities. Dante, my beta, informed me of the presence of other wolves waiting for her just outside our borders. And that there was some male wolf who was oddly protective of her. This was the part that angered me. I knew fate had wrongfully mated us. She had an affair with another wolf all along! I couldn’t say I cared at that moment, but the effects of the moon were starting. I wondered if she needed me. I highly doubt she did. Whenever th

The world spiraled before my eyes; it was hard to tell what was going on; I felt so many hands on my body, and I heard so many voices. I could not tell whose hands were on me, nor could I decipher exactly what the voices were saying. The moment the last member of Damini’s pack left our lands, my body just dropped to the floor without any form of warning. I had taken way more damage than I had imagined, and the aftereffects were slowly setting in. My vision was blurry, but my eyelids refused to shut. Why? I may not have admitted it out loud, but I feared that if I shut them, I would never open them again.I do not think I am ready to meet my father yet.My gaze stayed focused on the moon hoisted above us. Its bold light was what I loved most about it; it was unapologetically bright in the midst of darkness, and it shone so beautifully and boldly. It demanded attention, and that was what I loved most about it. I always saw it as my biggest role model; the moon was more than what I howle