*George’s POV*
I watched her disappear into the woods. She left me. I was on my knees, clawing at her mark that burned me like molten lava, and she left me. I don’t know what hurt more, the burning in my neck or my heart. The love of my life has left me. I shift into my wolf, surrendering to him in order to ease the pain. Together we ran, howling in broad daylight. I felt a piece of my soul die, seared from my flesh against my will. I did not return to the pack house, instead I kept running until my wolf’s paws bled, and then I ran some more.
It was dark when I stumbled into the bar across from her apartment. My wolf needed her. He needed to be as close to her as she would allow us to be. I had to fight him for control and stop him from barging into her apartment. So... we settled on thi
