Bryan
Leora walked in, her body partially against the wall to keep her upright, her shoulders slumped, and her head bowed. The exhaustion she felt was clear in her body language. It took more energy than she had to get to the office.
What the hell was wrong with my mate?
Isobel was right, and the growl that rose at the realization of the female's words annoyed me to my core. Leora couldn't be my real mate. This was all a mistake. My lycan roared at my thoughts and threw himself against my mind, demanding to shift to stop me from doing this. The cage hadn't worked, so I erected a wall around him instead, stopping him from nearly breaking through. It didn't stop him from trying, but the wall was thicker and could contain his rage better than the mental cage.
This had to be done, and I co
