I instinctively backpedaled. With Reid on my right side and Finnian on my left, they each grabbed my elbow and kept me from retreating. Internally, I was panicking. My Wolf was howling and clawing desperately at the back of my mind, in the opposite direction from Callum, I couldn’t will myself to break out of Reid’s and Finnian’s grasp.
Callum and I locked eyes and a whirlwind of emotions nearly swept me off my feet. Disgust and disdain were the most prominent. He looked exactly the same as the last time I’d seen him. Same unusually lanky build, for a werewolf, same flat blond hair, same dull eyes. His skin was pallid and it was clear he hadn’t been taking care of himself.
Via the mind-link, Reid said to me, “Don’t back down. Don’t give him the satisfaction.” His unshakable confidence wa
