***Zane***
Fearing the worst, I throw caution out the window and race towards the pack house, Tylen running after me and begging me to rethink this.
I, however, burst through the gates and don’t stop until I reach the crowd, snarling at the wolves to step aside. Whimpering with fright, the wolves jump out of my way, revealing a black mass of tentacle-like things holding a bleeding man hostage. I recognize him as Christian, Talia’s ex and I snarl instinctively at him. There are cuts and bruises all over his body and a mass of torn tissue hangs between his legs.
Jeez, that thing was small, Grayson squints at the mess of flesh. I think a shrimp would have been bigger.
The sound of a pained growl draws my attention to a man fighting against his own shadow. His teeth are bared at Christian
