Zack P.O.V
I have been lying face down on my bed for two hours. I am finally willing to admit I have reached rock bottom. My wolf refuses to speak to me or let me shift, Nova has been plaguing my dreams to the point where I am now too afraid to sleep in fear of seeing her beautiful face.
I hate myself more than I ever thought possible, I acted like an asshole with only my pride now left stopping me from making this right. I am the worst type of person as I lay here letting my brother rot in a cell, God if I let him out now, I am as good as dead. Even if it is what I deserve after everything I have put him through, I pull myself up from the bed and make my way towards the door passing a mirror on my way I catch a glimpse of my reflection and f**k me I look like s**t.
My once bright blue,
