'Grayson, stop!!!' Not only am I fighting fate, my mate, my self, now I’m even fighting my damn wolf. He should be grateful that she rejected us. Now we can find someone better suited to us. Someone who won’t cause us heartache, someone more submissive to us.
She is ours. I will not settle for another.
If he wants her, why is he mistreating her? That’s what doesn’t make any sense to me.
He gnashes his teeth at me and roars. The pain brings me to my knees, but it’s not the soulbond breaking that’s causing me to double over. It’s the fight for control from Grayson. I still don’t understand how someone who doesn’t have a real voice can make my ears ring when he shouts.
I think I am about to win control back until I make the mistake of looking at Faith crumpled and broken at the bottom of
