Hayden's POV
It was all too much. Not just today, but what the counselor said added salt to my wounds. Did Martha approach me that day out of love, or had she had some ill intentions towards me from the start? Was her support heartfelt, or was it just a play?
The questions swirled in my head, causing a headache to begin. My thoughts were rounding around what was real or fake, and my wolf was yapping at me to let him out. He was never so aggressive, even when I newly shifted at eighteen. I felt like Gwen's venom woke up his dark side, and he was ready to tear apart everything on his way.
It scared me to know what damage he could cause, but it also thrilled me to feel the finality of being a werewolf. It was so long since my last shift, and the prospect of being one with him won, so I qui
