The Return Of Broken Luna
I turned… and saw Marcus walking down with Lydia.
Marcus froze when he saw me.
For a second, we just stared at each other. His eyes widened, not with guilt, but with annoyance. Like I was an interruption.
My wolf woke up then. A howl of agony tore through my soul, so loud I was sure the whole pack could hear it.
The mating bond, that fragile, golden thread that had connected my heart to his, felt like it was being doused in acid and ripped out. The physical pain was blinding. I doubled over, gripping the doorframe, a cry wrenching from my lips.