I'm out of character. I realize that. He realizes that. The pack realizes it, and, to make matters worse, Scarlett realizes it as well. I can feel her accusing glare burning the side of my face, but I won't give it a second glance.The constant murmur of my pack, whispering all around me, tells me that what I’ve dreaded has already happened; this scene will be the main discussion amongst them for days."Go inside, get some rest," I tell her curtly, turning away to creep back toward the party. But the closer I get, the more certain I am that I don't want to be here anymore. The bonfire is no attraction.The only thing that's appealing to me right now is blood.and since that's not going to happen, a run."Cyrus, Asher—on me," I yell, freeing myself into my midnight-black wolf. I sprint toward the tree line, the urgent yips and howls of my men trailing behind.At least in wolf form, all of it feels more real. Life is logical. If only for a little while.ScarlettThe cottage is too quiet.
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