Nickoli’s POV:
"What the hell is wrong!?" My wolf yelled at me. I groaned and pulled my hair that was already messed up from constantly running my hand through it. I paced my room back and forth trying to find a way to make this right.
"I didn't mean any of it!" I said back to my wolf frustratedly. Of course, the world revolved around Annabel. She was my world and, therefore, she was all that mattered to me. In my dreams, thoughts, she was everything. I felt a huge chunk of my heart get ripped away from me. She wasn't here with me in my arms and that bothered me.
"It's all your fault." My wolf growled at me. I sighed and plopped down on my bed. I covered my face with my hands and groaned.
"I know." I said, sighing. I could hear my wolf whimper as I thought back to the look on Annabe
