Anastasia's POV
The cold night air brushed through my fur as I ran deeper into the woods. The trees blurred around me, and the sound of my paws was thudding against the forest floor and it was the only thing I could hear. I didn’t know where I was going, I didn’t care, I just wanted to get away from Jayden, from the pain, from everything.
My heart was heavy, I had trusted him, he knew about Lawrence, and yet he kept it from me.
My wolf howled inside me, not in anger, but in confusion. She didn’t want to be this far from Jayden. She was restless, feeling uneasy. Her bond with his wolf was getting strong. I could feel it in the way her paws began to slow. Her breathing became shaky. Her chest ached; it was not from the run, but from missing him.
“No,” I growled inside my head. “He lied
