THALINA’S POV
Greg’s big hand clamped around mine as he pulled me down the corridor, past warm bodies and overturned chairs, his voice is the only thing that’s clear to me now.
“Move, Thalina!” he growled into my ears as he led me out to the shut doors where the students were banging against.
My legs didn’t feel like they belonged to me. I felt like a liquid…formless and could take up any shape that anyone wants right now. Behind us, I could feel the lycan king’s power flickering. He’s dying like a candle starved of air.
I felt it inside my chest. A bond has been broken. That confuses me because my wolf never bent before the lycan king so I was not linked to him in any way.
What boggles me the most is the ache I’m feeling for him. I don’t know him personally but when he looked at me e
