POV Ethan Darnell
I waited anxiously in my office. I’d already downed a few bottles of vodka, but it didn’t make me feel any better. I had no idea how many hours had passed since they took—or more like kidn*pped—Lili.
I clenched my fists tightly. Why the hell did I feel so weak right now? I’d never wavered before, always confident, even when the wolf inside me disappeared after that accident. Even when my own legs betrayed me—leaving me paralyzed—I never let it break me. So why now? Why did I feel like such a loser?
They tore my pride apart. Did they take her just to spite me, or was it just a coincidence? I wasn’t even sure anymore. Why was I so damn anxious? I tried to untangle my chaotic thoughts.
First, Liliana and I weren’t together anymore. I kicked her out of my pack three years
