Erick
Leaving her felt like tearing my own heart out of my chest.
Every instinct in me screamed that I was making a mistake.
A wolf does not abandon his partner, not when she carries his pup, not when her eyes betray a storm she refuses to voice. But reason and instinct were at war inside me, and for the first time in my life, reason was winning.
Sophia needed space. She needed silence. She needed the freedom to wrestle with whatever haunted her, without my presence weighing her down. And as much as it shredded me, I knew that staying would only make her pull further away.
Still, the thought of leaving her pregnant, exhausted, and clearly troubled was unbearable.
My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I stood in my study, staring at the map of the island stretched out before m
