5
“What am I doing here?” Wyatt asked the darkening sky.
He was alone on Nancy’s balcony, leaning on her heart-lit railing and missing home with every breath. In less than two weeks the wolf moon would call to him, and he’d told himself he’d be back with the pack by then.
But the crippling self-judgment within him had yet to be resolved, even though he felt closer to his wolf than ever. He was broken. He wouldn’t rejoin the pack until he was whole and could offer them strength.
He’d hurt Charlotte, a lovely lupine he had thought was his soul-mate, and he’d picked a fight with Damon, who taught him everything he knew about being a good runner. There weren’t many things he’d done right in the past year, and it was all because he’d let things fester in his soul. Because he thought he was
