Markus
The days after banishing Felicia blurred into a heavy fog of pain I couldn’t escape. Three days. Only three short days, yet it felt like someone had ripped my heart out and left a bleeding hole in my chest. I sat behind my big oak desk in the Alpha’s office, staring at papers that meant nothing. Reports about border patrols, harvest numbers, training schedules — they all looked like meaningless scribbles. I picked up a pen, tried to sign one document, but my hand shook so badly I gave up.
My wolf, the one who had always been strong and fierce beside me, was silent. Completely silent. He had turned his back on me the moment I spoke those banishment words on the pack grounds. No growls. No advice. Just cold, angry emptiness inside my chest where his presence used to burn bright. I c
