Karl
The front door creaks loudly as I push it open, the sound echoing off the walls of the foyer to my all-too-quiet house.
I’ve just come home from the city, with Abby’s words still fresh on my mind. Mistake. Shouldn’t have happened. Never happening again. It feels like tiny knives being stuck under my skin over and over again.
All I ever did was try to make her realize that I still cared—that I still loved her. And yet, no matter how hard I tried, she pushed me away.
I toss my keys onto the small table by the door with a sigh. My wolf stirs inside of me, like a persistent nudge in the back of my mind. He wants me to go back, but I won’t. Not now, at least. Maybe not ever. God, I don’t know.
But right now, I don’t have time to think about Abby. My pack needs me. When I step into my
