Zephyr stormed out of the mansion, his strides quick and determined.
“Zephyr, stop!” Sylvia's voice rang out from behind. She rushed down to meet him, stepping directly into his path.
“Sylvia, move, please,” Zephyr said, panting and willing himself to remain calm. But she didn't.
“What's the problem? We were having a great moment together, why ruin it like this?”
“You don't understand. You can't,” Zephyr told her. The beast inside him yearned for release. He growled, taming the creature. His wolf was reacting, but strangely.
Sylvia's eyes were tinted with fear, her pulse racing. “Zephyr please, if you're struggling with your wolf side, then let me help. My father can help you gain control.”
“It's nothing like that,” he replied, still breathing hard. "You don't understand.”
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