Clara Bennett
“Ryder!” I screamed as I saw him break through the line of guards, blood streaming from multiple wounds on his body. He looked like a man possessed, eyes glowing with that amber light I had come to recognize as the wolf inside him fighting to break free. His clothes were torn, his face bruised and cut, but he kept moving toward me like nothing else in the world mattered.
Victor’s men tried to stop him, but Ryder tore through them with raw power, claws extended, roaring with a sound that was half-human, half-beast. My heart was breaking as I watched him. This was my fault. All of it. I had led him here. I had betrayed him again by agreeing to help Victor. And now he was fighting for his life because of me.
He finally reached me, grabbing me and pulling me behind him as he f
