Amara's POV
The rest of the day passed in a blur, but my heart felt like it had been hollowed out. Caden’s words replayed in my mind on an endless loop, each one cutting deeper than the last.
By the time I got home, the ache in my chest had only worsened. I tried to push it down, to focus on something else—anything else—but no matter what I did, his voice haunted me.
"You deserve better than this."
Why did he think that? Why did he have to push me away when all I wanted was to help him?
I stared at the ceiling in my room, my wolf pacing restlessly in the back of my mind.
"He’s hurting, just like we are," she murmured. "But he won’t let us in."
"And how can we help him if he won’t even try?" I replied bitterly. My voice cracked, and I pressed my palms against my eyes, willing t
