Draven:
I ran.
I didn't know where I was going. I didn't care.
The moment I stepped out of that suffocating little cottage and shifted, I let my wolf take over, at least halfway. I still had just enough control to keep myself from barreling through the towns at the door of the mountain or crashing into the woods blind. But my thoughts… those were beyond my control.
She's pregnant.
The words kept bouncing around in my skull like shattered glass, slicing at every coherent thread I was trying to pull together.
Not with your pup…
No.
No, that was the worst part.
My mate, our mate, was carrying another male's child.
A male who had rejected her.
A male who didn't want her.
And yet, she had kept it. She was still carrying that child inside her, all while looking at me with those tear-filled eyes, hoping I would stay.
And I left.
"Coward," my wolf growled inside me.
