As I retreated into the forest, I tried to clear my mind, to concentrate on the imminent threat. The full moon was only nights away, heightening tensions within the pack. The rival pack’s attacks were growing bolder and more frequent. I needed to be prepared to defend my territory and my people.
But my thoughts kept returning to her—her voice, her touch, the way she looked at me as if she could see through my defenses.
I was losing control. The bond between us was pulling me closer despite my better judgment. Each encounter with her made it harder to suppress the beast inside.
I wanted her. I needed her.
But I couldn’t have her.
Not without endangering her.
Not without risking everything.
And that was something I could never allow.
As night fell around me, I made a vow.
I would protect Laura, no matter the cost… even if it meant breaking my own heart.
