Lane's POV
Lane didn't hold back. The brutal impact of her Alpha energy had slammed Ethan hard against the stone wall, the shockwave echoing through the silent courtyard. She didn't look back to see if he was too shattered and ashamed to face her, or if his body was simply paralyzed by the immense spiritual backlash of betraying their sacred bond. She truly didn't care anymore.
Even if he had died right there on the stones, she wouldn't have shed a single tear for him.
With a surge of sudden liberation, Lane shifted into her magnificent, silver-furred wolf form. Her paws hit the ground in a powerful rhythm as she sprinted away from the main courtyard, leaving the broken Blackwood Pack in her dust. She was finally going home.
By the time she reached her private courtyard, she shifted
