Axel’s POV
The first thing I noticed was the pull, sharp, undeniable, and wild. My wolf surged forward, its growl resonating in my chest as I gripped the edge of the bed. My vision blurred, the room spinning around me. Across the room, I saw Asher stagger, his fists clenched, his entire body trembling. Aiden wasn’t far behind; he leaned against the wall, his glowing eyes betraying his own internal struggle.
“What’s going on?” Willow’s voice cut through the haze.
The sound hit me like lightning, reigniting the fire that was already roaring inside. My wolf clawed at the walls of my control, desperate, relentless. Every word she spoke only made it worse.
Aiden’s voice was low and rough, his struggle evident. “We feel… like letting them take over. Letting our wolves do what they want.”
