Liam POV
I run like a furious wolf, my anger boiling over. I can’t contain it. I run, and I’m not even tired. I howl as I make my way back to the castle, releasing every bit of my frustration.
Byron, my wolf, howls alongside me:
“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!! Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!! Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!”
I’m losing control. Byron is taking over completely, and it’s terrifying. The pain, the anger, it’s consuming me, drowning me. I can still see through my wolf’s eyes, but I feel like I’m trapped in the background of my own mind. Byron presses forward, howling louder, ignoring the world around us. My thoughts scatter.
‘It hurts so much,’ I think, ‘I wish Rose were still here.’
Byron mind-links me, pulling me back a little. “I need yo
