Ren’s POV
When he leaves, I’m overwhelmed with the desire to run away—to leave Archon, to leave him, and to leave everything.
And that’s when I shift for the first time.
Most wolves first shift the very, same day they turn eighteen. It’s all they’ve been looking forward to for years—it, and meeting their true mate, of course. For me, though, it was never something to look forward to. I’ve seen Ramsay’s wolf in Nova’s memories—the giant, blood-red dog who towered over all the others, ripping its enemies limb from limb. Even more terrifying than his human form.
I didn’t want to shift and find that I was just like him.
There was another layer to it, too, of course—the part where I’ve been pushing my inner wolf away since my eighteenth birthday. Rejecting Archer and choosing Nick.
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